I did it! Oh my god I'm clean!! It's been days!! Weeks!! Maybe months!!!

Ok that's clearly an exaggeration, but it felt like it. I had a shower, without having to leave Noah in some other part of the house, washing as fast as possible in the hope that he wouldn't start screaming. So what did I do?

Well having been inspired by a shower we had at the weekend where D passed him to me after I washed, I tried the same idea but on my own.



Actually managed to get towels ready, get him showered (which he loves, I don't think I've ever heard a baby sigh contentedly whilst being pummeled with water), wrap him up, dry him off AND get myself showered. And lotioned.

He didn't seem to mind at all.