The Puj

I've always heard that moms get sad when babies grow out of their clothes. As my teeny weeny baby was growing out of her first sleepers and onesies I was packing them up without a tear... But there's one item I see my baby girl growing out of that I know I can't pack away with dry eyes. The Puj Tub.

Every night at 8 p.m. our baby girl gets to have her "hydrotherapy." It doesn't matter how fussy or unhappy she is, as soon as she gets in the bathroom and hears that running water she is the most content happy baby imaginable.

I think this is especially meaningful because when she was brand spankin' new she had issues with her eyes that caused her discomfort. She was not a happy newborn, but when she got in the water she would get what we called "bath face" - the sweetest content little mug.

I'm definitely going to miss the Puj.