Why I'm Glad I Can Use The Bathroom Alone

Last night at work, I overheard this conversation coming from behind the restroom door.

"Mom, did you go pee or poo?"

"Pee."

"Really, because it smells like you went poo."

"Shhh!!!"

"Why are you telling me to 'shhh'?"

Don't you just love the honesty of children? I'm so glad my own are grown, and I have the privilege of using the restroom alone. I can remember when they were little, and I'd worry they'd open the door before I was done. Thankfully, they didn't feel the need to discuss my bodily functions! LOL!

I feel for parents. When nature calls, we have little choice but to bring our babes with us. You can't leave them alone. I felt a little guilty using the handicap stall, but they were usually big enough for the stroller. There should be more family friendly restrooms.

I remember when my boys didn't want to use the "ladies" room anymore. If my husband wasn't around, I'd stand by the "men's" room door, anxiously waiting for their safe return. (I told them to scream if they needed help and I'd bust in.) I'd eyeball the men coming and going. I'm sure they thought I was a strange agent, but I didn't care.

We'd always try to use the restrooms near where the employees were working; the check outs, the customer service area. I'd remind the boys not to speak to strangers, stay with the cart and I'd be as quick as possible.

Answering nature's call shouldn't be stressful, but when you are a parent, it can be quite the adventure.