What she meant was that she didn't like all the effort it took to get dry, primped, and puffed after being wet. I feel her pain.
Since being put on bedrest, the only scheduled activity in my day is my shower. And while a part of me likes having the one slice of routine in my endless blurr of unscheduled days, I've officially hit the point where "I hate being wet."
Before getting pregnant, I prided myself on low-maintanance. I could get in and out of the shower and be ready in about 20 minutes. No problem! What a synch!
But since getting pregnant, my shower routine has extended into an hour long event. Let me walk you through it.
First - I've developed acne thanks to the high level of hormones circulating through my system. This has tripled my face cleansing routine from one step to three. Now it's cleanser, toner, and lotion, but the acne has cleared up!
Second - The high levels of hormones have also turned the texture of my hair. I used to be able to air dry, now I have to blow dry, or else my hair looks like a thistle patch.
Third - Right before getting pregnant I developed red spots along my torso due to a bought with strep throat. After each shower I have to use a mild dosage of cortisone.
Fourth - LOTIONS! In addition to the cortisone, I use Vitamin E skin care cream on my stomach to ward off stretch marks AND Cocoa Butter on my legs and arms and back because this baby is sucking every ounce of moisture from my body.
Fifth - Eyedrops. Every part of me is drier since getting pregnant. Even my poor eyes.
After all this powdering, lotioning, and drying it's time to stand infront of my closet and decide which pair of pants is going to fit me today. Perhaps the jeans that worked yesterday will be too tight and uncomfortable today, so that leaves me a big pair of corderoys or my new maternity jeans which still aren't quite the right size yet.
Do you see the dizzying amount of work my showers have turned into? Is it any wonder that when it's all over, I lay down for a quick nap?!
I'm once reminded of a moment in highschool when I walked into the bathroom to find my sister standing at the sink counting outloud.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"Making sure I didn't forget anything," she said.
Annie then revealed that she had six steps to her bedtime routine and that she would often times count them to make sure she wasn't forgetting one.
This made me laugh so hard! It shows perhaps the biggest different between our personalities, but I can't laugh anymore. I've decided I need to number my own morning steps, because inevitably there is one thing that I always forget. All the cleansing, lotioing, and blowdrying has muscelled out one key part of my routine that I never used to miss.
In fact, now a days I can go through the entire day before I realize that in the hustle and bustle I've completely forgotten to brush my teeth!