Several weeks ago, I decided to indulge in a bath—an event that occurs only once every seven to eight months. True relaxation is elusive during these moments, but I persist in attempting to carve out time for self-care. Years ago, I stopped locking the door, preferring the unpredictable interruptions of my children over the constant cacophony of their bickering outside.
“Mom, are you done yet? What are you doing? Move over, I was here first! Stop hitting me! Mom, he just hit me! Mom, I have to go potty RIGHT NOW!”
Despite having four bathrooms in our home, I find it less stressful to leave the door unlocked and hope for the best.
I managed to enjoy approximately six blissful minutes of solitude before my first unexpected visitor arrived. She walked in, calmly placed the toilet lid down, and made herself more comfortable than I ever could on a toilet seat.
“Why are you taking a bath, Mom? You never take a bath.”
Before I could respond, the second uninvited guest rushed in, brimming with excitement.
“Mommy! You’re taking a bath! Can I watch?”
“No, and shouldn’t you be doing your homework?”
“Oh yeah, I’ll go get it.”
Almost immediately, she returned—still uninvited—sitting beside the tub with her homework materials.
“Mommy, I need help with my homework.”
“Mom is trying to take a bath!” chimed in the first guest.
“Yes, I am,” I replied, trying to maintain composure while the first child perched on the toilet, gently reminding me, “Mom, I can see your… maybe you should cover them up with a washcloth or something?”
“Oh, I apologize if this is making you uncomfortable. In many cultures, it is customary to undress before entering a bath,” I explained, using the moment to impart a lesson on body positivity.
Just as I thought I might regain my tranquility, in burst the third uninvited guest, eager to join the “celebration.”
“MOMMY! Why are you taking a bath? Can I come in?”
“Absolutely not. Please find your father,” I pleaded internally.
“Otay Mommy, be right back.”
“Perfect,” I muttered to myself.
“Mommy, do you like taking a bath?” the second guest inquired.
“Sometimes more than others,” I replied.
“Mom, the bubbles are disappearing. Are you sure you don’t want a washcloth or something?” questioned the first child.
“Nope. I appreciate your concern, but here’s a thought: leave the room.”
With that, the third guest made an entrance that could rival a race car driver, wearing nothing but a wide grin.
“BUDDY, YOU ARE NOT COMING IN—” I started, but sighed in resignation.
“Hi Buddy,” I managed to greet him.
“I yike takin a bath with you, mommy,” he replied.
“Just pass me the washcloth, please.”
In summary, moments of “me time” are often interrupted by the realities of motherhood, where solitude becomes a fleeting dream rather than a reality. To explore more about this topic and for resources on home insemination, consider checking out our other blog posts, including BabyMaker Home Intracervical Insemination Syringe Kit Combo and CryoBaby Home Intracervical Insemination Syringe Kit Combo. For further reading on pregnancy and home insemination, the Mayo Clinic’s resource on IVF is an excellent reference.
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