You know you're a mom when...going to the bathroom alone is a privilege and not a right.
You know you're a mom when...your trip to the public restroom comes equipped with a play-by-play announcer that doubles as a cheering section--neither of which is optional.
You know you're a mom when...you cheer for another human being to do something as simple as use the potty.
You know you're a mom when...you find yourself announcing to other adults "I need to use the potty."
You know you're a mom when...you find yourself driving delicately not to preserve your hot coffee, but the baby potty sitting gingerly on your floorboard.
You know you're a mom when...you have a legal debate with someone on why they are equally equipped to wipe their own bottom.
You know you're a mom when...on the morning of Daylight Savings time you still manage to find yourself bleary-eyed in the bathroom at 6am for not one but two people requesting your assistance.
You know you're a mom when...you realize the "sheet saver" doesn't prevent you from washing pillowcases and stuffed animals after their nap time "baths."
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