As a mom, I’m fully aware and cool with the fact that I do not get a ton of “me” time. That everything I do, say and think is accompanied by a tiny person. Either in my lap, on my hip, under my feet, or laying comfortably on my chest.

These are the joys of motherhood. Right?

Let me give you an example, and we can then rate what level of Bleeping Motherhood “joy” this is.

Recently, my lil’ almost 4 year old has been running to go pee pee with me every time I have to go pee pee.

It’s become sort of a thing. If she realizes I am walking to the bathroom, she runs up behind me exclaiming “I want to go pee pee, too!”

So, she pops a squat on the Elmo training toilet, and pees along side me. And it can’t just be as simple as that. We have to pee pee at the same exact time. So, I have to time mine to make sure it’s hitting the bowl at the same time as hers, or she has a total shit fit. In essence, I have become a professional synchronized pisser. Go figure. But pretty cool, right? I will be adding that skill to my LinkedIn profile tomorrow.

I then hand her some toilet paper, she hands me ¼ of a ply (thanks, kid) and we share some dialogue and it’s over.

Call this what you will, but I call it quality time at it’s best.

I feel really special and honored that she chose me to be her peeing companion. Her bladder, and my bladder. Buds. BFFs. After all, I am her mommy. (Cut to 2 bladders, hand and hand, walking off into the sunset.)

I’ll rate this Bleeping Motherhood moment an 8. As annoying as it can be at times, it is this special bodily waste excretion moment that brings us closer each day. (Actually, 3 to 4 times a day, depending if I’m on a water kick).

It’s just one of those things we do as moms. We basically would do anything for them. And that’s why it’s… Bleeping Motherhood.

What is your “synchronize peeing” thing you’ve done for your kiddo? Share it at sothishappened@bleepingmotherhood.com and we’ll help you rate it on our Bleeping Motherhood scale.