So many words and phrases have new meaning post-baby: 2am, bottle, sleeping in … keg bucket.
Let me explain – our apartment does not have a bathtub. I naively thought we could bathe our new baby in the kitchen sink until, I don’t know … he was a toddler? Wrong. He grew out of the sink at 6 weeks. In a scramble to find something that resembled a tub, we stumbled across some keg buckets we had.
Dexter’s new bathtub has since been a keg bucket.
I feel incredibly lucky for the enormous amount of help I got during my first 6 weeks with Dexter. (Thank you Grandmas and Grandpas!)
However, all the help made me a little tentative on my first day … alone. But it’s only 11:00 and already we both have had breakfast, a bath and a breath of fresh outside air.