When we had Will he got baths all the time. With Keely... It's another story. Lets go way back; back to when I was a kid. I used to go to my aunts house where she had five kids. She used to bathe them frequently as well. Often one of the cousins would poop in the bath. I always remembered that and when I had Will I was prepared for poop in the bath. He never pooped, not once. He didn't poop in the bath until after Keely was born.
I walked into the kitchen one day to find him finger painting the kitchen counter with green food dye. I whisked him quickly into the bath. He loves the bath and was stoked to be in it. This all happened before 10am and Will usually has a morning poop. Well this particular morning he had his morning poop in the bath. It thoroughly freaked him out. He started shaking and crying and scrambled to get out. My frustration was I had a green kitchen to clean, a bathtub full of toys to disinfect and a highly upset toddler. That particular day was not my day.
Now lets jump to Keely and the bath. That girl starts wailing like she is freezing to death as soon as she is out of the water. This goes on until you can get her small body in clothes and her mouth on the boob. It's draining. I don't have a chance to dry off or get clothes on. I am usually by myself, as in James is still at work doing homework. I have to get Will dressed, Kiki dressed, disregard myself and keep my sanity. Thankfully on a particular bath day James was home. I was in the bath with Will and Keely having a pleasant time when James spots poop. He says "Keely pooped". Will loses it again. He is thoroughly freaked out, demands to be taken out immediately and I am left alone to deal with a bath full of baby poop and two bodies covered in it. So, I drain the tub, heave myself up holding Kiki, turn on the shower, rinse us and the tub walls, soap myself and get us out. Then the blood curdling screams begin. I dry her off and gently as possible dress her tiny body. Then sopping wet, naked and freezing I climb into bed and nurse her. My brain is fried. I have had to clean a poopy tub now twice in a matter of weeks.
So Keely doesn't get the baths Will used to get. It's too traumatizing for her and I. Will too it sounds like.

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