Bathing Bloopers

I never imagined bathtime could be such an incredible source of entertainment. On Friday evening we tried out Plan A which was that I would put Sam in the bath with me then, once Sam had enjoyed some bathtime playing and had been washed, Chris would take him out and dress him. Within minutes I was silently  "Whoop Whooping" to myself as, after not a moment's hesitation to get into the bath, Sam lay back, super-relaxed kicking and sing-songing away to himself while he played with his foam numbers. Ahh...the sweet joy of success. And then Chris came to take Sam out to dry and dress him and Sam screamed BLUE murder....literally - he turned blue from all his screaming. So...on to Plan B.

On Saturday evening Chris got into the bath with Sam. Although taking Sam out at the end of the bath was pretty uneventful, Sam refused to sit down in the water. So Chris ended up having to hold him upright while I washed him...which is just about as effective and successful as Chris simply holding him over the bath like we found ourselves doing last week.

On to Plan C : last night we tried Plan A again with a slight modification. Instead of Chris taking Sam out of the bath and, obviously the problem, away from me...I would try and get both Sam and I out of the bath at the same time. It would of course prove a logistical nightmare with me having to hold onto Sam while lifting us both out of the bath. Still, I thought it was worth a shot and had the bath been a little shallower, Sam been a little smaller, me been a little stronger and ever-so-slightly more like Mr Fantastic from the Fantastic Four, Plan C could well have worked. Unfortunately it was just plain ol' me, Sam and our thirty-something year old, metre deep bath (well at least that's what it felt like). So after an almost dislocated shoulder and knee, it was decided that Plan C is not do-able either.

If it wasn't so frustrating it would be unbelievably hilarious! What am I saying? It's still hilarious! Especially last night's episode. So...on to Plan D tonight which is a plain and simple shower for me and Sam. We've done it before, we know it works and, although it means that Sam has to skip out on his playtime in the bath, it's the best we can do for now. In any case, if all goes well and Sam's surgery goes ahead on Friday we'll be doing about two weeks of "bed baths" regardless of sensory issues. There's always a Plan E....

Which in our case would be the BAD method! Just kidding!

Speaking of surgery...in an already unsure mind as to whether Sam will be good to go for Friday because of his fairly congested nose and up-and-down temp again over the past couple of days (high enough for me to have to give him some meds on Saturday and yesterday) Meg, unintentionally of course, has us even more concerned as she is in bed today with a stomach bug. Keeping her mostly confined to her bedroom is not proving to be too much of a challenge as she's feeling quite miserable and is quite happy to just lie in her bed...so my plan to tape up her doorway and feed her her meals from outside the house, through her bedroom window might not be necessary after all. Which is really quite a pity as I imagine it would have caused quite a stir with the neighbours.

In closing, some random pics (some already seen by my FB friends) :

Who needs those R299 "crawling buddies" from Toys R Us when you have a Meg

(when she's healthy of course)