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<\/a><\/p>\nAfter he was done playing it was\u00a0bath time. This was only my second time giving Luke a bath. As much as I love newborns and am fine with feeding, holding, snuggling, diaper changing and even fingernail clipping, I don’t do baths. The combination of a tiny baby and slippery soap makes me nervous, so Dave handles baths for the first month.<\/p>\n
I decided to try something different this time and have them both in the tub. This worked a lot better than last time, if for no other reason than it kept Adam out of trouble while I got Luke cleaned up. We probably would have had a much easier day had I kept him in the tub for more of it.<\/p>\n Adam’s been a very opinionated and self-sufficient little man lately. He insisted on putting on socks when he got dressed and doing it himself (Adam do!). He had a tantrum when one of the socks refused to cooperate and then relented a little and let me help. That ended up being the theme of our day: Adam trying to do something, it not working the way he wanted, and him flipping out.<\/p>\n He had plenty of good moments too though. We watched an episode of Blue’s Clues where they played Hide and Seek and so Adam spent a fair amount of time hiding behind things and jumping out to surprise me – it was pretty\u00a0adorable. He was so full of energy all day that when Dave got home he commented that it was like he was on fast-forward, which was a very good way to describe him. He did calm down eventually and had a great time helping Dave assemble our new dining room set (I’ll try to post pictures of that tomorrow).<\/p>\n Luke was also a bit of a handful – literally. He decided he wasn’t going to be happy unless I was holding him. At first I was frustrated that I couldn’t take a shower, much less get anything else done, and then I remembered one of my mom’s favorite poems.<\/p>\n “The cleaning and scrubbing will wait till tomorrow,<\/em> (From “Song for a Fifth Child” by Ruth Hulburt Hamilton)<\/em><\/p>\n And so while Adam napped I rocked Luke and sang to him and enjoyed every minute of it. Eventually he got \u00a0in a deep enough sleep where I could put him in his bassinet and go shower. Of course, just as I was finishing getting dressed Adam woke up.<\/p>\n So I spent a little time (as long as he let me) rocking him too.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Yesterday Adam decided that the best place for him to sit was in my dresser. I checked to make sure the drawer was holding his weight okay and then left him. He was quiet and happy – that was good … Continue reading <\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n
\nfor children grow up, as I\u2019ve learned to my sorrow.<\/em>
\nSo quiet down, cobwebs. Dust go to sleep.<\/em>
\nI\u2019m rocking my baby and babies don\u2019t keep.”<\/em><\/p>\n<\/a><\/em><\/p>\n