I worried that she'd cry as soon as we laid her on her back. I worried that she'd be so slippery that she'd slide right out of my arms. I worried that the water wouldn't be the right temperture and that she'd get cold. But once we placed her on her soft yellow sponge in the bathroom sink and her little body felt the water over her soft skin, all the worries melted away. She loved it. Her eyes were wide open, taking it all in. I was a little sad as I washed her. I felt like I was washing the last bit of me from her, since this was the first time bathing her since I had given birth a week before. Bittersweet, but oh so special.
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