Rub-a-dub-dub

After enduring what seemed like torture for the first 6 1/2 weeks of her life, Baby B finally seems to be enjoying her twice-weekly baths. The past two times, including tonight, she's remained calm and collected, even smiling at times, which is the exact opposite of the desperate flailing she previously displayed when immersed in the bath water. That's definitely a relief, because I have been looking forward to the time when she has fun and plays in her bath, and that time seemed unlikely to ever come based on the first 6 1/2 weeks of baths. Perhaps we've turned a corner now, though.