I just got back from working out at a new fitness facility. I can’t tolerate running in this cold. Yesterday I got dressed to exercise and never did it. I had good intentions but it was so cold and gray here in my parts of the world that I just couldn’t bring myself to be that motivated. I really don’t know why I stay in Michigan. I suppose for the three glorious months called June, July and August. Maybe even September.
So I dropped Melly Bell off at school and went home to start a bath. My three-year old was busy at the computer and I was hopeful he would not hear my bath running. I got in and sunk down in my steamy hot bath. Aghhh…..some alone time.
You know where this is going don’t you. My dear son decided to look for me and…of course….he found me…..drats. Whenever he finds me in the bathtub he thinks I want him to join the fun, so he immediately starts undressing. What can I do? I will either endure him crying at the door or let him get in. So I let him get in.
The water is hot. I like to think I have a hot tub, which I do not. Here is our conversation:
Elijah: “Mommy, this is hot!”
Me: “Is it too hot Elijah?”
Elijah (slowly climbing in) “no, I think it’s ok.”
Me: “Are you sure Elijah?”
Elijah (now sitting in the tub) “Mommy, I’m pee-peeing!”
Lovely. Needless to say it was a short bath. I did not lay back. I did not relax, and it quickly turned in to a shower. So much for a few minutes of relaxation.
And on the topic of nakedness. When I was nervously trying to find my way around this new fitness club, everywhere I looked I saw those young, perfectly fit 20-something girls. So I go in to the locker rooms before my workout to pee. There’s a woman, I’m not kidding you, totally naked doing her hair in front of the mirror. She was there when I went in, and she was there when I came out 3 minutes later. Must be nice to like your body so much that you think the rest of womanhood wants to see it as well, but quite frankly I did not. I went to find a locker to hang my jacket in a locker and she was still there. Now, I am completely comfortable with naked bodies. I want to be a midwife as you know, I’ve been at several births, I’ve been up close and personal with many breasts as I coach women on breastfeeding, but it felt a bit obnoxious for her to be at the entry way to the locker room nakedly doing her hair and make-up. Maybe I’m jealous. I don’t know.
Maybe it’s the attitude of nakedness? Do you want to attract attention and why? Maybe she is from a culture where that is totally and utterly fine? Maybe her mom walked around the house naked all day? I don’t mind nakedness with a purpose, but I don’t care for nakedness as a way to shock or draw attention.
So if you’ve gotten to this point, you must play along. Did I:
A. Pull off my shirt and fiddle with my hair just to see her reaction to my nipple-less scarred breasts? (You know you WANTED me to do this….you so did. But DID I?)
B. Tell her to get dressed?
C. Walk passed with my hands covering my eyes, saying “eww, gross?”
D. Walk passed quickly to the gym?