July 22, 2006

Cleaner, but...

I am, as I was once very fond of saying, poopered. It's the showers. They're really getting to me.

First, there's the swim lessons. Rather, the showers after the swim lessons. After Tuesday's and Thursday's lessons, MrMan and I shower at the gym. The plus is that there's great water pressure - a rarity in the city these days. The minus is that we're wet and slippery and I'd hate to drop my baby on the floor, particularly on a tiled one. So, I employ a vice grip and all goes fine. And I wake up sore with muscle fatigue the next morning. Exhausted after a baby swim class!

Then, today, I made a big mistake. We did the very thing that I decided last week we wouldn't do anymore: bathed at home in the same session. In late April/early May, I hit upon a great solution for getting us both clean - put him in his tub in the regular tub, and let him play while I shower, and then wash him. I was even able to let him continue playing in the tub while I got dried and dressed. But he's moved on from that stage. Now, he has to reach for everything in sight, stand up constantly, check the resiliency of his skull against the tub.... It's really stressful spending both my showering time and his bathing time trying to keep him upright and free of injuries. By the end, I was pretty clean but even more exhausted. The price of development. Too steep a price for feeling clean, I think.

Posted by Shokufeh at July 22, 2006 10:41 PM
Comments

It is never easy to get us both clean in a timely manner.

Posted by: Freckle Face Girl at July 25, 2006 01:25 PM