Of oil baths and sunny days

I have no memories of being given an oil bath. That's probably because I feigned independence and didn't want my hair oiled from very early on! In fact, I'm sure that's why! And my mother is too sweet to force such things on me.

However with RK it is a weekly event if not biweekly. I wait for the weekend so me and RK can have our oil bath ritual. We typically wait for the sun to be sunny, and the deck to get warm. Then the oil needs to be warmed up. Well, though this is sunny California, most days the coconut oil in its signature blue bottle needs to be microwaved so it can be poured. Then the bath tub is set. The hooded towel (those are so so cute!) is spread on the changing table and another towel ready by the tub. Then RK gets butt naked! I sit on the deck legs straight out in front of me; the green premier sheet (as it it known in my maternal home) covering my legs. Then RK is placed on the green sheet. Oil on my palms and then on to his baby soft skin! Oh how I love exploring the curves on those sweet thighs. I love to rub the oil on those tiny pink feet. The oil glides on that sinewy back and over those strong shoulders full of character. Then some more to massage and shape the head. That is about the only time that hair stays put. I love exploring behind those tiny little ears; so perfectly shaped. I love rubbing that little belly that moves so sweetly when you sleep. I feel lucky to be able to have a deck to sit on and the sun warming us. The rose plants and apple tree in view, it is our very own world, you and me. You will not remember this I know but these oil baths have given me so many memories to cherish. I sometimes feel I know every nook of your tiny perfect body. And the love I feel for you overwhelms me. My baby you will always be.