Then the twins arrived.
If I couldn’t hear them I thought, Oh hallelujah, they’re maybe asleep. And if they were crying, well I thought, they’re still breathing! If they can scream, they can breathe. They’ll be fine for another 3 mintues while I rinse the soap off. Oh relax. If they were choking I’d be outta there faster than Trump on a dollar bill. Some will read this and think, OMG, that woman is terrible. These people also either have only one child, a Nanny or ALOT of help. I had none of these. So if I wanted to be clean, screaming was just the radio in my shower. Maybe not the best station but it’s always been reliable and clear, never any static. Funny that.