Oh, my daughter

My sweet baby, Lily, and I took a bath together for the first time. I patiently tempered the water; the final degree a gentle reminder of her time spent inside my tummy. I carefully climbed in with Lily tucked tightly in my arms. As her soft, chubby skin touched the water for the first time, her sleepy eyes popped open and looked to me for reassurance. Very quickly she adapted to this wet, warm, wonderful new experience. With my forearm underneath her back, and my hand cupping her fuzzy head for support, I slowly swished her across the water. She kicked her feet and splashed her hands happily, while I gazed down upon her china white skin and counted the rings of chub on each arm and leg. She smiled up at me saying "uh-kuh". I looked back at her and replied, "uh-kuh". We sang "You are My Sunshine" and I giggled at her shocked little face after she splashed herself with water.

After a while, I pulled her up close and she quickly found me and began to nurse. We stared in one another's eyes and I thought, "Thank you God for this little person!" My heart was in my throat and I knew it was a moment in my life I would never, ever forget. Lily pulled away from me, and again said, "uh-kuh". Before I could reply, she scrunched up her little face, pulled her knees up to her round little tummy and pooped. And then pooped a little more.

"ETHAN!!" I yelled to my husband. "ETHAN!!"

Downstairs I could hear my little boy say,

"Daddy, Mommy is calling for you..."

"Jack," I said. "Jack, tell your daddy it's an EMERGENCY!"

Ethan and Jack both came running up the stairs at that. They wore matching worried expressions as they entered the bathroom and saw me sitting in the tub, holding a wet baby Lily up into the air. Then, they noticed the curious yellow floaties surrounding me in the water and started laughing.

"Poop soup," said Jack.