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Stark Naked

by Julie Keon on April 1st, 2014

There was a time (a long, long time ago) when we used to sleep naked. It is so long ago that I am not even certain if it is a memory or a foggy fantasy. Nevertheless, after Meredith was born, I begrudgingly went to bed with clothes on knowing that at least a dozen times, I would be leaping out of that bed to Meredith’s crib side. As time passed and night nursing services were acquired, I still wore pajamas to bed knowing that at some point, I would be beckoned and would have to go downstairs for one reason or another.
We have reflected often on the many wonderful things that have occurred because Meredith was born as well as those things that have been lost as a result of caring for our beloved child. Things like a lack of privacy which includes hushed conversations, sleeping fully clothed and creativity when it comes to maintaining intimacy in our relationship. We are so beyond grateful for the support we receive in the form of our family relief workers (all four of them) and our night nurses that we hesitate to complain and boo hoo about our lack of privacy. The reality is that although it is a part of our “normal” life, it is something that we both have had a very hard time accepting.
So last night, I had a soak in the tub with Epsom salts, baking soda and lavender oil. I climbed out of the tub and put on my thick, cozy robe to go downstairs and give Meredith her last meds and get her feed started before bed. After saying good night to the nurse, I went upstairs, disrobed and decided to throw caution to the wind and climb between the sheets stark naked! Yippeeee!! As we drifted off to sleep, my husband and I chuckled at my recklessness knowing that Murphy is never too far away. Besides, I had not been called from our bed in ninety-three nights (yes, I keep track of these things~ they are the equivalent of gold stars on my chart of life) so it wasn’t really a daring act.
At 1am, I got up to use the washroom and on the way back, just as I was partway across the top of the stairs between our bedroom and the bathroom, the nurse bolted from the living room sofa to the bottom of the stairs and called out to me. I am sure that all she saw was a streak of white light from my alabaster body making a leap for the threshold of our room. I called out, “Just a second, just a second!” as I frantically felt around in the dark for my robe.ย  I went to the top of the stairs to answer her question and then returned to bed cursing Murphy and his law.
This incident is one of countless that are a part of this life of caring for Meredith. There is a balance in welcoming so many people into our home round the clock while also ensuring that some sense of our privacy is preserved. It’s tricky because we want our caregivers to feel comfortable in our home while at the same time we, too, want to feel a sense of ease and comfort.
Apparently that does not include nudity. We’ll save that for the nights when we manage to get away and can trust that we won’t be unintentionally flashing our caregivers.

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  1. Crystal Donak permalink

    While I do not have the challenges you face every day. I do know what you mean by starting to go to bed dressed after making a promise on our wedding day to never wear clothes to bed. (A private promise, not one we made in front of our families.). Life does change, no matter what our best intentions are. However I LOVE the daring fun you had. ๐Ÿ˜‰ She is a nurse she probably might not have even noticed. ๐Ÿ˜‰ ๐Ÿ™‚

    • I told her about it this morning and she said, “Oh, I have seen lots of naked bodies as a nurse.” I replied, “Well, you haven’t seen this one and I am not a patient of yours.” I would like to keep it that way, too. ๐Ÿ˜‰

  2. Oh, this made me laugh. I find a lack of total privacy a challenge too, just with four kids and a husband in the house. I have been walked in on doing all manner of things (e.g. plucking eyebrows while naked); I still don’t lock the bathroom door when I bathe because in our house, Murphy states that as soon as mom gets in the tub, at least one person will need to use the bathroom and I’d rather be walked in on than have to get OUT! Haha.

  3. Lana permalink

    This made me laugh, too! I can just see you hopping out of the line of vision of the night nurse in that moment. It’s true, it probably didn’t faze her at all (God love her) but that doesn’t mean you want it to happen again. Good for you for looking at this whole thing with a sense of humour despite, I’m sure, the desire to cry about it sometimes. ๐Ÿ˜‰

  4. donna permalink

    Can’t help but reply to this one esp.April 1st. As your mother I have seen your behind many times and it is quite lovely.LOL

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