A Place To Shave My Legs

When we bought our new home back in February there was only one thing I was really looking forward to:

Having a child free bathroom.

(Doesn't every Mom?)

No more stepping on toys when showering. No more toothpaste stains on the sink. No more little boy puddles by the toilet (if you know what I mean).

Just a neat and clean adult bathroom with neatly organized adult things.

Its practically my equivalent to a spa day.

Unfortunately for me however, it didn't take long to figure out that my adult only bathroom dreams were slowly dying because of our "Man-only" bathroom.

Yes, Man-only.

I've come to the conclusion over the last few months that the master bathroom was created by a man, for a man, and women aren't supposed to use it.

It only took one time of me using the master shower to realize only an extremely flexible or a really small woman (of which I am neither) is able to shave their legs in there (and not have it look like they'd downed the entire bottle of wine before attempting it).

But to my dear Husband, it's a dream shower. Complete with a dream shower head (that hits him in the chest and me in the face) and a shelf to put his soaps and shampoos (but no where for mine). 

Over time I've also begun to notice a small problem with the location of said bathroom; having it in the master bedroom has slowly become a blessing and a curse.

Because, while it's removed from the hustle-and-bustle of the rest of the house, making it a dream bathroom for a man who just got off work and is tired, for a mother of two young boys it's a problem.

And any mother can understand this.

I love that I can relax and not have to listen to the goings-on in the house while I'm having some "me" time, but that only works well when Husband is here to help with the kids (Ha ha, yeah right).

If I'm alone with them I find I don't shower for fear of not being able to hear what's going on, and it takes twice as long to do my hair and make-up because I'm constantly checking on what they're doing.

There's also the annoying little fact that whenever I need to use the bathroom, hubby is always in the way (and I don't even know why that's an issue since we've shared apartments with only one bathroom for 6 years of our marriage).

It's probably because the bedroom and the bathroom are connected. So he can walk from one room to the other looking for some clothes and go right to playing with his iPad in a single motion.

For me however, I have to try and dress in the cramped space of the bathroom or to try and shove Husband out of his room to watch the kids so I can close the door to get dressed.

And that's not even touching on the fact that he loves that there's enough lighting in the bathroom to shave by (but not enough for applying make-up) so he takes his time and makes sure to do it right.

See?

Made for a man, by a man.

No women allowed.

So what's a girl to do?

Well, for starters, I whine about it here in this post (thanks for listening and being so understanding about that) and then I take action.

I moved into the hall bathroom with my children.

Goodbye dreams of a clean sink.

Goodbye toy-less shower floor.

Goodbye showers without little boy bathroom breaks.

And hello hall bath.

But you know, it's all worked out very well.

There's a place for all of my stuff, the lighting is amazing for doing your make-up, I'm able to hear what's going on throughout the house while I'm getting myself cleaned up, and (the best part) there's enough room in the shower for me to shave my legs (without learning to become a contortionist).

And my children aren't bad bathroom mates either....for now.

**Are there any spaces in your home that were created by a man for a man? Have you had to give up something you wanted for something that works better in your home? Let me know, I'd love to hear about it!**