I should be ashamed, but I'm not. My two year old and six month olds are asleep upstairs, and since our house is almost a hundred years old there's only one bathroom, conveniently located between the two bedrooms where the kids are sleeping. The house is an unholy wreck, and my husband always manages to become useless whenever I'm going to need some down time (I had my wisdom teeth out yesterday, and he couldn't clean last night because "his knee hurt"). I'm touched out, so I'm not about to deal with my toddler when I don't have to. I just peed in her potty that we keep downstairs and dumped it down the kitchen sink and bleached it out. No regrets, no shame.