I love the water. I think I passed that onto my daughter, as I've started noticing that she's obsessed with water, too. As a religious person, one of my favorite parts of any Sunday service is when a person is baptized. I love seeing the water, and I think there's something powerful and holy and cleansing about it, especially in religious context. Of course, I also love what that religious act signifies, and when I'm watching those special Sunday services, especially when they involve children, I can't help but wonder what a baby thinks when they're getting baptized.
Baptism is a personal choice on the part of the parents and/or the individual (depending on your denomination). In my denomination, an infant can be baptized regardless of age and even though they lack the ability to fully understand what is going on, because God's love is a two-way street. My denomination teachers that He gives us His love and accepts us as we are and, in turn, we choose to love God and accept Him. Now, we don't have to understand why He loves us and accepts us, yet, because my domination teaches that His love is unconditional. We can learn the exact reasons why (and usually continue to learn why regardless of our age) as we grow older and grow in our faith and start experiencing our lives. We can do our part as we get older and understand better what choosing to love God and accept Him, actually means.
For this reason, and because of our personal faiths, my fiancé and I chose to baptize our infant daughter when she was 5 months old. I'm absolutely sure she had no idea what was really going on and had no idea of the importance or significance of the event. As she learns and grows and evolves and continues to develop, I am excited to one day have that conversation with her and explain to her what her baptism means. Until that day comes, I am left wondering what she thought when she was being baptized and, well, here are just a few things I think (and hope) she was thinking: