I'm typing this very, very slowly.
I'm usually a pretty zippy typist but I currently have a 23 month old squirming in my lap, resting one hand on my face and trying to hit random keys with her other chubby little hand. I've tried to disengage her from my lap, to get a few minutes of empty lap time, but my efforts are rewarded with an indignant "No down! Ups! I want ups" from my sweet curly haired girl.
So, I type with one hand and remember the days when I used to have personal space. Ah, the good old days when I didn't regularly find other people's boogers on my shirts and regularly experienced the peace that comes with having the bathroom all to yourself when nature calls. There was even, I think, a time when I took baths by myself, not with a small child and 27 plastic floating toys.
I'm feeling keenly aware of the whole bathroom thing these days. We live in a home that is over 100 years old. The plus side to this is lots of charm and wood built-ins. The downside is that we have one bathroom, with no lock on the door, and so every morning I get to see everyone in the family as I shower and get ready for work. My husband wanders in to brush his teeth and flirt with me through the shower door. My son comes in for the potty and getting dressed for school (he likes to dress in the warm steamy bathroom), my daughter wanders in and out, handing me toys in the shower and then tries to climb in, fully dressed.
Sometimes I mind the morning parade and sometimes it is cozy to see everyone starting their day together. I know this phase won't last forever. I am aware of the fact that my son is getting older and the comfort level we have about privacy will be changing as he gets more modest.
All that being said, my next house will have two bathrooms. Mama wants to poop alone.
Do you ever wish you had more privacy and personal space?