I have found recently that the only space in the house that I can freely go to without the company of my lo, is the bathroom. If she knows mummy is going for a wee-wee, then she seems satisfied not to be in my immediate presence for a few minutes. Subsequently, I have started spending a lot of time in the bathroom.
I read. I text. I make calls. I am thinking about taking my lap-top in there. When the blackberry arrives, no doubt it will be my constant bathroom companion. I'm sure there is some sort of rule about acceptable bathroom activity but at the moment it is the only space where my head is my own - and that's company enough at the best of times!
I'm hoping it will be some time before lo catches on that it is more than 'a minute' that mummy has been gone for.
It is certain that she will grow up thinking her mother has a serious bladder problem. There are worse things.
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