Every morning, I strap Mia into her bouncy seat, plop her on the floor in the bathroom, and take a shower. Now, I know she is too old for the bouncy seat, but she is always happy to play with whatever I have strapped to the toy bar for the few minutes it takes me to shower.
Until recently, that is, when I got out of the shower to find Mia bent at the waist playing with something she had dropped onto the floor in front of her and one good wiggle away from going ass over teakettle and landing face first on the bathroom floor under the bouncy chair.
The bouncy chair is hereby retired. It’s all about the glamour.
I cannot for the life of me figure out how I am ever going to take another shower. I can’t leave her on the bathroom floor, because ew. I can’t leave her on the floor outside the bathroom because of the
crawling and she would likely be halfway to Canada by the time I got out of the shower. I am not comfortable leaving her in her crib because it is down the hall from my shower and would likely cause me to spend too much time running naked past open windows to check on her and subjecting my neighbors to a view of my jiggly belly, which I can assure you nobody wants to see.
So, here’s what I’m thinking. Can I put her in the bathtub? Without water of course, and it’s separate from the shower. It is cleaner than the floor in that my husband (at least as far as I know) never pees on it, she can crawl around but can’t get out, and banging her head on the hard sides would teach her valuable lessons about the hardships she will face later in life.
It’s either that or getting her a snorkel, strapping her into the Baby Bjorn, and taking her in with me.