Wednesday, February 2, 2011
The day is going to come when nobody wants to go to the bathroom with me.
And I'll be sad. Because really, how often does someone love you enough to want to sit on the bathmat and play with the Tums bottle while you pee? It goes by so fast. I couldn't pay Sam or Jessie to sit in the bathroom with me these days. Not that I would... exactly. But I realized earlier, as I carried Julie out of the bathroom, that as frustrating as this stage is, as much as sometimes I'd like to pee solo whenever I want, it's not going to last forever. And I'll miss it when my baby is rushing out the door, tossing off a good bye to me as she slams the door. I'll look back on this day and wish I could do it all over again.