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  • Writer's pictureShelby

The Last First Bath

“You will never have this day with your child again. Tomorrow they’ll be a little older than they were today. This day is a gift. Breathe and notice. Smell and touch them; study their faces and little feet and pay attention. Relish the charms of the present. Enjoy today, mama. It will be over before you know it.” - Jen Hatmaker

It is not lost on me that I’m living in the days of last “firsts”. I felt every ounce of it giving my last baby that last first bath experience.

I always think you can tell a lot about a baby's personality in that first bath. My oldest boy, Grady, screamed through his entire first bath and every bath from then on until he was 10 months old. Like you've never met a baby who hated baths so much. Then my middle boy, Griffin, had this soft pathetic cry during the entire bath that totally broke my heart. But our newest guy, Graham, let out a couple cries and then settled in nicely to the comfort of a warm bath. Josh and I already say he's such a tolerant baby - he stopped crying through diaper changes at just a couple days old.

I can't remember what kind of bath we had with our first two boys, but I will remember the sweetness of this last first bath with the Summer Infant Clean Rinse Bather.

Designed to have water drain straight into the sink from the counter, I could run a continuous warm stream of water on him from the hose. It also fits in either a tub or a sink but our kitchen sinks are small and my postpartum body didn't feel like bending over a tub so having these options is so nice.

And having no clean up with the quick-dry material and easily able to fold the bath flat for storage right away are so good on a tired mama's heart.

It was sweet to share the experience with my middle son who was more than excited to help wash his tiny brother and I didn't have to worry about him pouring water on the counter because of how easily water drained straight into the sink.

I have a limited amount of last 'first' experiences with my last son, so naturally I want to savor it all. The smells of a freshly washed newborn baby, his expressions when he realizes how good a warm bath feels, the way he closes his eyes when I wash his hair, and the feel of his velvety soft skin.

I stare into his deep blue eyes and try to memorize him bundled up after his first bath as I know tomorrow he'll be a day older.

This post is in partnership with Summer Infant but all opinions are my own.

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