Last night I decided to take a bath! I only get a bath about once or twice a year- I mean, I bathe daily, but in the shower. I mean a real bath, with bubbles, a book, and a candle. I started it around 11:30. Jeff was working all night, and Jonathan had been down for several hours. I could get undressed in peace. Sad, but that is usually the only time that a mother can peacefully use the bathroom.
I was so excited- my bubbles were plentiful, my book was great, and the water was piping hot. I slid in and enjoyed the luxury. Now- I don't have a nice tub, just a regular sized one. You know, the ones where parts of your body aren't always in the water. I really need a tub about one foot longer- do they make those? Anyway- I had just slid into the bubbles and gotten settled, when I heard it... the sound all mothers hate after nine pm. Jonathan was awake!!! - and crying. I waited a while hoping that he would go back to sleep- he didn't. I had to get out, bubbles and all, and go hold him for a few minutes. (turns out that he had a mosquito in the room all night- poor kid looks like a dalmation)
But- all I could see last night was that this child was spying on me and knew that I was enjoying myself without him. How do they do that?????
4 comments:
theres not much funnier than mayfields in regular size bathtubs. they just werent made for us. it seems like its going to be so relaxing and then i realize that i must sit like im showing off good posture in order for my legs to all be under water. or if i want to get some warm water on my back and neck then i look like im giving birth with my feet in the stirrups. the shorties dont know how good they have it.
amen- which is why we can only take a bath at midnight!
I swear they have radar! Just wait until you wake up from a oh so peaceful, dead to the world sleep with a little three year old face mere centimeters from your own!
that stinks, big time! i have all but given up on getting any extra sleep or having any time to myself around the house. when i think i have the perfect plan, somebody wakes up, cries out, or just opens the door & invites himself in!
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