It’s become quite
humorous embarrassing around here, how long the girls have gone without a regular bath routine. I’m trying to count the total number of real baths they’ve had since they were born… I think we’re almost to ten, after tonight. Don’t get me wrong, we’re not a dirty family or anything. It’s just so hard with the sistesrs.
First of all, they go to bed early. That way, I can serve dinner with two free hands (praise Him). Then there are the three other kids’ hygiene to consider. Those boys can get stinky. Also, the sisters are still so tiny – not at all sturdy in a sitting position. And lastly… good grief, there’s two of them. We tried bathing them with Ames a few months back. It was unsuccessful, to say the least. Instead, we’ve just stuck to wet-rag-wipe-downs during diaper changes.
I’ve grown accustomed to the idea that raising twins is always going to be different. There are some routines I’ll have to sacrifice, things that just sort of pop up along the way. Like meeting a friend for lunch with the girls. At this stage, it’s hard to be outnumbered in public. Or rocking a baby to sleep. When one girl finishes eating, it’s time for the other girl to have a turn. And if they nurse in tandem, they’re most certainly not snuggling. They’re too busy trying to poke each other’s eyes out.
I’m figuring bath time is just another one of those things that is different for us. But tonight, I forced the issue. The girls fed themselves some dinner and were in obvious need of some soapy assistance. I warned Chris about the caterwauling that ensued a few nights ago, when I tried to bathe them in the sink. My lack of motivation has come back to bite us… the sisters are not fans of the water. We definitely have some work to do before a summer full of pool visits!
Chris volunteered to get in the bath with them. Ames offered his help, too. He loves a good bath party. The girls each screamed during their first few minutes, but they eventually quieted down. When it was time to switch, I dried and dressed Isaiah Jane and left her in her crib. I came back to the bathroom to retrieve Honor…