{"id":185,"date":"2012-10-15T15:04:00","date_gmt":"2012-10-15T11:04:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ladyslittleloves.com\/2012\/10\/mommys-outhouse-time-outs.html"},"modified":"2018-12-09T00:27:28","modified_gmt":"2018-12-09T00:27:28","slug":"mommys-outhouse-time-outs","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/livingwithlady.com\/2012\/10\/mommys-outhouse-time-outs.html","title":{"rendered":"Mommy’s Outhouse Time Outs"},"content":{"rendered":"
Sometimes, when I need a break from my kids and my husband is home, I hide.<\/p>\n
I can’t hide just anywhere though, because once they notice I am missing two minutes later, the hunt is on.<\/p>\n
The one place I have<\/i> found to receive true, uninterrupted privacy and alone time…. is in the bathroom.<\/p>\n
What this means is I would rather have my husband think I am taking a huge poo just to grab a few minutes to myself. Sometimes it’s longer, like ten minutes. But am I sought after? No. Do people come looking for Mommy asking for things? No. Everyone knows where Mommy is and she is left alone.<\/p>\n
If I “hide” somewhere else…. they find me. But in the bathroom, the door can be locked and is expected to stay locked until “done.”<\/p>\n
On one\u00a0particular\u00a0day last week, I took one of my Mommy Time Outs and it turned into a bit of a longer time-out than originally intended.<\/p>\n
There I sat, on the ledge of the bathtub, reading my favorite blogs from my phone, looking on Facebook and Instagram, texting a few of my favorite peeps and just savoring the silence.<\/p>\n
After about ten minutes (I’m guessing?) I started to hear The Hubby and Gwyn yell to me from the living room.<\/p>\n
Hubby: “Are you okay, Love? Did you fall in?” I couldn’t help but chuckle the whole time, but did that make me come out?<\/p>\n Uhhhh, no.<\/p>\n I stayed another five or so minutes and then gave the aerosol can a little spray for sound effect before making my exit.<\/p>\n The Hubby always gives me the weird bulging side-eye when exiting the bathroom, you know, because us girls never poop, and this time was no exception. Though the look did have a bit of concern in it since it was a rather long “time out” this time.<\/p>\n I just went about my business, though, feeling refreshed and re-energized, and The Hubby never knew a thing!<\/p>\n Seriously, it helps. You need to try it if you just need a few minutes to breathe without being asked for something every 3.75 seconds.<\/p>\n It’s wonderful and really takes a load off. No pun intended. Okay, it was.<\/p>\n Happy Monday!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Sometimes, when I need a break from my kids and my husband is home, I hide. I can’t hide just anywhere though, because once they notice I am missing two minutes later, the hunt is on. The one place I have found to receive true, uninterrupted privacy and alone time…. is in the bathroom. What […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":915,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"nf_dc_page":"","om_disable_all_campaigns":false,"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-185","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-life"],"yoast_head":"\n
\nGwyn: “Momma fall in?”
\nHubby: “Yeah. Momma got her bum wet.”
\nGwyn: “Bum wet, Momma!? You okay, Momma!? Fall in, Momma!? Two marsmallows!?!?” (If you missed the marshmallow post, you can catch up\u00a0here<\/a>.)<\/p>\n