Surviving the Domestic Jungle

Bath time in my house is like spending the day at Sea-world! Everyone gets soaked…and by everyone, I mean me, my husband and the bathroom. My kids are just unable to be delicate bathers. When I get in the tub, I don’t move. I will just lay there with my ears submerged listening to my heartbeat and my breathing. Its like being back in the womb I cant remember the last time I took a bath (as my bathtub is knee deep with toys!) but I know that I do enjoy them. Finding the time is difficult..unless it is in the middle of the night! I cant wait until my kids just want to take a shower and want to take it in their own bathroom!!! For now, my bathroom is pretty much their bathroom but one day they will want their own space! My bathroom will finally become a room that when the door is closed, it actually gets knocked on! I never really close any doors in my house including the door to my bedroom. I also cant wait for the day that I can close my bedroom door and have them know that when that door is closed, do NOT come a knocking because mommy and daddy are catching up on years of interrupted sex! When I was a kid and my parents door was shut, I was so scared to knock! If I did it was so light and gentle and damn near an emergency! I’m sure every time that door was closed they weren’t doing adult things (I’m married, I know how it really is now…). They were probably just enjoying the peace of not having to deal with demanding kids! So, to review, one day my bathroom will not be flooded, my sex will not be interrupted and my doors will be closed! Here’s to the future