The Bath Time Song

The very first bath I had after coming home from the hospital was horrible. I was born in the winter and it was so very cold. My bath water wasn’t even close to warm enough. Because mommy and daddy were afraid of hurting me, they made the water only lukewarm. I cried and screamed the entire time to tell them how cold I was, but they didn’t seem to understand me.

The second bath was a little better, and the water was much warmer. My first bath experience was so terrible, that I was expecting another dreadful experience, and I was terrified of being cold. Once again, I cried and screamed from beginning to end. Mommy and daddy tried to comfort me but I was just too frightened.

The following couple of baths went the same way. I hated bathing and I wanted mommy and daddy to understand, so that they would stop making me do it. I screamed as loud as I knew how but it didn’t seem like I was getting through to them at all. I know they could hear me. They both seemed very distressed at my screaming, but they still insisted on putting me in that baby bathtub. Bath time was an awful experience for all three of us.

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No more bath time!

Then, one day, while mommy was getting me ready for another bath, and I was beginning to get fussy about it, mommy started to sing. It was a very special song that I couldn’t help but listen to. I had to stop screaming so that I could hear it better. That’s when mommy invented our special bath time song.

Ever since then, bath time has become a different experience. Instead of being terrified, I became curious. Upon looking around, I noticed that my baby bathtub was on top of the kitchen sink. There is a window that I can look out of and interesting things lined up on the windowsill.

The water flows out of the faucet and directly into my tub. One of my favourite things to do while I’m having my bath, is touching the stream of water that comes out of that tap. I try to grab it but it always slips through my fingers. I can see the water but I just can’t grab it. It’s like the stream is there, and not there, at the same time. I’m pretty sure that it’s magic.

Infant in a crib with her hands behind her head.

Is it bath time?

Those first awful baths are just a distant memory now. It’s amazing how much more wonderful things are when you aren’t afraid. There is so much to see, experience, and explore. I am so happy that mommy invented our bath time song.

Rub-a-dub. Rub-a-dub.

We wash a Peachy in the tub.

We make her fresh and smelling clean.

The cleanest little peach we’ve ever seen.

Rub-a-dub. Rub-a-dub.

Scrub, scrub, scrub right in the tub.

The bubbles take away the stink.

We rinse and send them down the sink.

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