This morning, I decided to do something that single people do. I decided to take a shower. You know, a shower. Oh, I take showers all the time, but usually about a day later than I wanted to because of the constant demands of the house and children, This morning, everyone was up, so I deposited the baby in his brother\u2019s room, put on cartoons, grabbed my towel, and headed for the bathroom. I was so silly, so naive\u2026.<\/p>\n
I had only been in the bathroom a few minutes and had not even started the water (women have a pre-shower preparation ritual that takes some time), when I heard the shuffling of tiny feet outside the bathroom door, followed by a chorus of \u201cewwwws\u201d. There was some high-pitched shrieking and I could only make out the words \u201cZaid\u201d and \u201ccat poop\u201d. Sighing, I put on a robe and opened the door. My brood was standing there, just standing, commenting like bystanders at a crime scene as they gawked at their baby brother, who was sitting next to the cats\u2019 litter box with a sliver of poop held firmly in his grasp.<\/p>\n
Taking in this scene, I went into Efficient Mommy Mode, all thoughts of a nice hot shower abandoned. I scooped up the baby and and took him into the bathroom thankful that the offering in his hand was at least dry and not fresh. Yeah, too much information, I know. I pried his little hand open \u2013 babies have a really strong grasping reflex, don\u2019t they? \u2013 and tossed the offending poopage into the trash. Then I did a very thorough hand-cleaning, and did the old finger-scooping-out-the-mouth just to ensure that he hadn\u2019t \u2013 ugh \u2013 consumed any of the aforementioned poopage. All clear there, alhamdulillah.<\/p>\n
I intended to just redeposit him in his brother\u2019s room but I realized cat poop wasn\u2019t the only poop I had to deal with. Sighing even more now, I took him to the changing table and dealt with what I found there. Finally, freshly cleaned, powdered, and diapered, I was able to give him to his brother and escape to the bathroom. The thrill was gone, though. The happy anticipation had faded and now I just hopped in, did my business, and hopped out. I had lost my shower mojo.<\/p>\n
It is now only 9:35 am and I have made coffee, fed hubby, fed the rest of the family, and now I\u2019m about to jump into a mound of neglected paperwork so the tax man doesn\u2019t come and haul me off. Come to think of it, cat poop seems pretty okay by comparison.<\/p>\n
-Nancy Shehata<\/p>\n
Nancy Shehata is a wife, mom, blogger, and dispenser of advice living in Virginia in the United States. She writes whatever comes to mind at www.muslimahinprogress.blogspot.com and hoards candy.<\/em><\/p>\n<\/body><\/html>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" This morning, I decided to do something that single people do. I decided to take a shower. You know, a shower. Oh, I take showers all the time, but usually about a day later than I wanted to because of the constant demands of the house and children, This morning, everyone was up, so I […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1529,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[15],"tags":[72,185,198,627,630,815,826,828,830,834,837,1086,1142],"class_list":["post-1331","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-lite","tag-alone-time","tag-chaos","tag-children","tag-islam","tag-islamic-parenting","tag-muslim","tag-muslim-kids","tag-muslim-mom","tag-muslim-moms","tag-muslim-mothers","tag-muslim-parents","tag-retreat","tag-sense-of-humor"],"yoast_head":"\n