Screaming Baby, or Violet Gets a Bath

Hello all, welcome to my first official post. I've had lots of clever ideas for posts in the past, but usually I'm either preoccupied by Violet or am so exhausted that I'm headed to bed for some sleep. To Mike's credit, he usually takes over caring for Vi once he gets home in the evening, and I can try to go to bed early. Early is really a misnomer, however, as all it means is that I get an hour or so of sleep before the night time feedings begin. Man, do I now know why so many people give up breastfeeding in favor of formula...but that's a whole 'nother post in and of itself...

Anyway, on to the topic of the day - Screaming Baby. Violet got a bath this morning before Mike left for work. She has been smelling a little like, ahh, a sour cheese curd lately, and we decided that we'd just get the bath over with while she was awake and feeling a little forgiving. The forgiving part didn't last long, however. Vi seems to enjoy the beginning of baths, when she's only partly wet and soapy. Once we get about halfway done, she starts getting annoyed:



And once we hit that point, it's all downhill:


Happily, Violet got over the screaming once she realized that her reward was another feeding session. Bonus for all of us.