A Waterbed for Julia

Yesterday, Julia woke from a nap crying. It seems the reason for her waking and her crying was an unpleasant one... a brown, smelly, unpleasant one.* Unfortunately, after the dirty deed, Julia had stuck her hands in her diaper and made a quick mess of her sweater and her sheet. After wiping Julia down with some diapers wipes (and stripping her bed! yuck!), we decided she needed a bath and drew one for her.

Once in the water, Julia said she wanted to float. We've been practicing her floating most nights, letting her lie back in the water, with our hands beneath her to make sure her face doesn't go under. As she laid back to float, she was still straining her neck, trying to keep her face out of the water, so Aaron assured her that he was holding her and that she could relax.

The water was warm. The nap had been rudely interrupted shortly before and she was still tired. So, Julia, full of trust in daddy's promise that he'd hold her, relaxed. Completely. About 30 seconds into her float, she fell asleep.

Sound asleep.

After we got done laughing and taking photos and washing her up a bit, Aaron asked me what to do. "I can't kneel here for an hour until she wakes up," he said.

So, we picked her up and dried her off. She woke, quite confused, and started crying again. Poor Julia! What a rude awakening!

With her peaceful countenance and splayed out hair, Julia's slumber floating in water reminded me a bit of the John Everett Millais painting of Shakespeare's Ophelia, expect for the fact, of course, that this situation was much more like Shakespeare's comedies than tragedies, praise the Lord!

*I realize I've now had back-to-back posts about Julia's potty. Sorry! I'm trying to keep my young (4 and under) readers entertained. ;-)