Zombie Showers

No, I'm not talking about flesh eating walking dead. I'm talking about mommies who just want some sleep and a shower that isn't interrupted by screaming or in my case, my oldest throwing books or picture frames in the shower with me. True story.

I can't be the only mom who gets up early (I hate mornings) so I can get a shower in before Rhee's 2pm nap every day. Some days it works and some days it doesn't. Sitting around dirty in my pjs until the afternoon is not how I pictured domestic life (let's not get into the fairy tale I thought it would be!) but it is my reality.

This is after being up multiple times in a night with a newborn who I think takes secret delight in waking me just to put his paci back in his mouth. I have often thought I heard gleeful laughing after he purposely spits it out for the 256th time in one night.

I digress.

All of this leads to the shower where I am frantically trying to shave my legs (yes, I shave my legs every day, I can't stand it otherwise. I may not do my hair or make up but darn it, my legs will be smooth!) with my eyes half shut from lack of sleep. There is no coherent thought going on at this point, it's just a sleepy race against the clock of two little boys waking up.

Sigh.

But then, God has been good to me this morning. I have showered and have a coffee in hand while blogging without being interrupted.

It's going to be a good day in mommyland.