I had the rare pleasure this morning of waking before the little man, and took full advantage by jumping in the shower to luxuriate for five whole minutes in its warm, cleansing loveliness, while he snoozed on.
What’s the big deal-i-o? It’s only a shower. Shure, aren’t you washing yourself every day? You’ll be relieved to hear that yes, yes I am*. But there’s something about the power of the shower (excuse the pun) that takes on almost mythical proportions when you become a mother. Continue reading Baby? Shower? Ha!