Sam was born on the sixth of July and his cord stump fell off on July twenty-fourth, he was ready for his big boy bath! This event was something we as parents were looking forward to for quite some time. Up until then he was only getting the once over with a wet wipe or damp cloth. Now, Sam as sweet as he is, is not a messy child…no he doesn’t drool, hasn’t had crazy blow-out diapers, nor is able to get into stuff quite yet, however because he is so sweet and handsome …gets covered with a gazillion kisses on a regular basis and smothered by anyone and everyone within a hundred mile radius J . So, as you can imagine we were eager to get the ok from the pediatrician and ready to give him a scrub down.
Now, I thought that once the cord stump came off, we were good to go…wrong! We had to wait an additional four days to be on the safe side. Who knows if this is too much information… but there was still stuff (blood and guts…as David might say) oozing out after it had fallen out…ok not that much stuff but enough to make us hold off for a few days…finally on July twenty-eighth a full twenty-two days after he was born we were able to bathe him…if you don’t count his bath at the hospital the day he was born…which I don’t because I, his mommy, and daddy didn’t give it to him and besides they don’t even use soap!
We had everything set up by his big boy tub: Johnson and Johnson soap…don’t you love that smell, his rubber ducky, warm water in two basins and two different squirt bottles, washcloths, cotton balls for his eyes, q-tips for his nose and ears, lotion…to keep him cuddly soft, a diaper and new set of clothes on hand…just as all the parenting books and magazines said and David had both the digital and video camera with batteries charged up…we were ready.
Now mind you, in July in Fresno the weather is HOOOOOOT, but inside we kept it nice and cool…or rather a little on the cold side…just so we would be able to swaddle Sam and hold him real close. So on this particular evening we deliberately turned off the AC…just in a precautionary effort to keep Sam comfortable. He had just been feed and was awake and alert…quite content actually (my sweet sweet boy) and barely fussed as we undressed him…that’s how awesome he is.
He took to the bath like a fish in water…he looked lovingly at us. When the water flowed over him…his arms flailed up…but once he figured out it was warm…he barely flinched. He seemed to enjoy the head massage and good soapy rub down. When he got showered with water he cooed with delight. But then it was time to bathe his back side and that was tricky…or should I say slippery…for this first bath it required two sets of hands, which was difficult to manage because we were also trying to record the event. We somehow managed and then I gave him a final rinse and lifted him to get out of the bath tub and to hand him to Daddy.
Did I mention, Sam was slippery, and Dad had two cameras in hand, and that however prepared we thought we were we had forgotten to bring a TOWEL!!! What to do…what to do…I could have sworn it was ten degrees cooler in the house …did the AC kick back on…was there a draft in the bathroom now…what to do! I can’t hand him to Dad, because he wasn’t ready, I can’t put him on me…I will “contaminate” him with my cooties and I didn’t want to put him back in the tub…now it was yucky bathwater and what if it was cold!?! Then the crying and fussing began…no not from Sam, from me his mom…because his picture perfect bath was being tainted by his unprepared parents. Poor Dad was scrambling around (I was surprised he didn’t slip and fall) to get a towel and instead brought me a robe...but of course the silly that I am refused it because I wanted the “memorable” bath towel…you know the one with the hood. Oh man was Sam slippery and poor baby still has a wobbly head too…it seemed ten times worse. All the while as Dad was trying to get us what we needed, though he still managed to record the whole thing!!! Finally we were able to cover him up and Sam was seemingly un-phased by his cuckoo parents. We “toweled” him, lotioned him up, dressed him, rocked him to sleep and then had a good laugh.
We hope we can always be prepared for what life may bring for Sam and if not we’ll scramble around to make sure we get him what he needs…it may not always be picture perfect, but it will be memorable and we hope we are able to laugh in the end J
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We met during our college years at Fresno Pacific University. Patty was working for the offices of OutReach Ministries and David was working for an Outreach boys youth group through that department. We soon became friends and learned a lot about each other through our compassion for children and our commitment to serving the Lord. Time passed and our bond grew through various experiences based in ministry and service.
We realized that there was something more to our friendship the summer of 2001 while on a missions trip in Mexico. It was exciting and we were elated. We continued our courtship for four years, in which we both completed our studies at Fresno Pacific, got to know each other's families and friends, and bonded together through a fellowship in Christ.
Patty was teaching a bilingual kindergarten class in Fresno and David was newly hired as a sixth grade teacher in Dinuba when he proposed and she said YES! a year later on June 10, 2006 we were married at our home church, Saint Alphonsus Catholic Church in Fresno. We felt connected and energized to pursue our life together.
The following year we had saved enough pennies to be able to buy our first home and were blessed to have found a model house that we quickly made into a home. By this time we were well into our chosen careers as teachers and had increased our service at our church as Lectors and became part of the Parish Council. Life as we knew it was good and we were delighted.
Another year had come and gone and we had many firsts in our new home. Having been married two years, we were ecstatic to learn that we were Pregnant!, which leads us to today we have just celebrated our third year anniversary and are expecting the arrival of our baby any day now. We feel we have been blessed abundantly and are excited to continue our new lives as parents.
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My poor nephew, frozen to bits! He must smell great though! :)
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