Ah, the bathroom. It is the most important room in my house and not for the reason you may be thinking. It is form over function for me. The bathroom has become my sanctuary.
I retreat to the bathroom when I need some piece and quiet. Just because. I want a minute to myself. I will retreat to the bathroom. Pull up the kids stool and sit there for 10 min and take a break. I pull out a book I have under the cabinet and I read a chapter. It’s awesome. The girls will sometimes knock on the door and ask me something. All I need to say are the words “Mommy needs some privacy”. And they retreat. Like magic.
I retreat to the bathroom when I need a mommy ‘time out’. When I know I’m going to yell or say something I shouldn’t. When I’m about to pull out my hair and I know some deep breathing exercises would benefit. I retreat to the bathroom. I pull up that same stool and I sit. I breathe deeply. I practice my calming breath. I take a minute. Again if my girls come pound on the door I say the magic words about my needing privacy. And Poof!
I retreat to the bathroom when I can’t stand to listen to any more arguing between my daughters. Sibling arguing is the bane of my existence. It just grates on my nerves. I’ve yelled at them to stop, I’ve put them both into a ‘quiet time’ out. I’ve tried explaining why they need to be friends, that they are sisters and will be forever. It doesn’t change a thing. There are theories that this sibling arguing is just their way of figuring out the relationship between themselves. It has nothing to do with us. That when we step in we are just rescuing when it doesn’t really need to happen. I found out that if I hear arguing and I can’t trust myself to just let them ‘work it out’ I head to the bathroom. I quietly close the door. I get out my nail polish and I paint my toenails or I rub a nice smelling lotion on my hands. In a few minutes I hear the arguing stop. I hear my girls ask each other “where’s mommy?” I hear their little feet and the light tap on the door. I say “oh, just a minute, Mommy had to use the bathroom.” Their reply, “Oh, ok, we’ll go play”. And I smile. I sit another minute and I head back out. Their argument forgotten. My sanity intact.
Why the bathroom and not the office or bedroom or…Well, the bathroom seems to be the one place where if I shut the door and say I need privacy, my kids actually listen!! It’s amazing. There is no other room in the house that gets that much respect. I would highly recommend creating your own bathroom sanctuary. A good book, favorite magazine, a fragrant lotion or nice candle. Retreat and sit. Take a breather, relax, have that mommy moment. Sometimes if I’m ambitious I even clean the bathtub 😉
*Note: My girls are 3 & 5 so I feel comfortable leaving them ‘alone’ for a 10 min. period of time*