Since my kids decided to be sick this week (I say "decided" because I'm starting to think it's a conspiracy. No normal human beings could possibly be this sick, this often. It's not natural.), it's been a bit crazier than usual. And that's saying a lot. Anyway, with the craziness I may or may not have taken a shower yesterday. I'm going to go ahead and plead the fifth on that one. So this morning after steam cleaning my carpets and putting Soph down for a nap I realized I had a few free minutes to take a shower. Glory, hallelujah. My shower routine - if you want to call it that - consists of turning on PBS, handing the boys a couple granola bars and making a mad dash to the shower. Sophie likes to crawl behind me and then stand next to the shower repeatedly trying to take the shower curtain out of the tub. Or she stands there wailing. She's going through a kicked-puppy phase. If I'm lucky Miles will just come in and inspect the situation, making sure everyone is following proper shower ettiquette. He'll pull my towel down and throw it on the floor and then flush the toilet and then walk out, leaving the door open behind him. If I'm not so lucky Miles will decide he's filthy and needs a shower immediately. No, it cannot wait until mommy is done, it must happen now. This is where Miles jumps into MY shower and then starts pointing out really obvious things. No need to repeat it here; my dad occasionally reads this. Anyway, the whole thing, start to finish, is usually about 7 and a half minutes long and terribly unsatisfying. I mean, I'm clean. That's nice. But you can't really thrive on being clean because that's only going to last until someone spits up on you.
So TODAY was such a nice treat! I realized I could take a shower without Sophie standing there and thought how nice that would be. I got in and turned the water as hot as it would go. I kept expecting Miles to come crashing through the door to interrupt my bliss. But it never happened. I just stood there under the stream soaking it all up, wishing I could do it everyday. I still only took about 7 and a half minutes, but it was all by myself. Let me say that again. IT WAS ALL BY MYSELF! I TOOK A BIG GIRL SHOWER TODAY! I'm pretty sure there is no one in the world who enjoyed their shower more than I did today.
(p.s. It's been a long time since I've put up any pics of my cute kids. I need to find my camera and remedy that situation. I don't know if I've mentioned it before, but my kids are incredibly adorable...)
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I can attest to this, even when they are sick!! Poor little kiddies :( Infact, when they are sick, they are almost most adorable arent they? And you one uped me, I did not shower today and I do not plan to.
"ahhhhhhhhhh",
Did you shave?
I hear you, Anna. Just last week I had an interesting conversation mid-shower with a very concerned Chase who wanted to know what happened to my tinkler. (Sorry, Pat.) And I'm like, Dude, if you would just give me 7.5 minutes to shower by myself, you wouldn't have to concern yourself with missing tinklers and other wonders of the universe.
Interestingly, I'm off to shower right now, not only because it's been 48 hours, but also too because it's 10:55 PM and I can do it all by myself, without an audience, without questions. And no one is going to unroll the entire toilet paper roll, eat my shoes or color on themselves. And then I'm going to crawl into bed and read until I wake up in the morning with the impression of my book light on my cheek and my damp hair in a rat's nest. Then I'm off to Walmart. Heaven.
P.S. Mason has requested that I stop calling him Dude. I'm having trouble coming into compliance with that one.
Did I shave?
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Like I would waste a perfectly perfect slice of heaven-cake by doing something like SHAVING! Silly Deb. Don't let those boots fool you. I'm all UMC all the time.
A great post and a fan-freakin-tastic response from Deb. Thanks for making my crappy week seem slightly less crappy.
Soooooo true. These days I never get a shower without a crying baby sitting in her bouncy next to me!
Oh, yes, uninterrupted shower. There's nothing like it! I think that's how I graduated to "after bedtime" shower slot.
Congratulations!
This week was my first week at home by myself with Emma. I didn't think I'd get to shower at all. BUT I DID! Not every day, mind you. But I did finally put Emma in her swing in the bathroom and take a shower. I kept having to look out the curtain every 15 seconds, but I did it! It felt like a major accomplishment:)
And then there's me, who, in true Ugly Mom style, only took about 3 showers in the last week (including today), because I could only manage to stand up that long. And I didn't shave at all until today. Yes, that's right. An entire week without shaving. Nastiness!
I think Dallin and Miles must be related. Or just the same age. No, he doesn't get in the shower with me. He just paytiently waits (while destroying everything possible on my bathroom and dropping things in the toilet) for me to get out to then talk with me and every conversation involves the word boobies at least once. Ben has a REAL problem with my 3 year old seeing me naked still but what am I supposed to do. I don't want to lock the door in case something bad happens and my kids really need me. But those white door knob things aren't even a deterant any more.
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