Indeed, without knowing it, moms do all sorts of things in the shower.
Not for my own kids.
Between you and me, I'm dismayed, big time, by my post-baby body.
There is, of course, the much-dreaded period.
Haters gonna hate, so you just keep doing you.
Are they allowed or are they buried? Unless, of course, the preschooler is banging on the bathroom door because he needs to poo in the toilet.
Press them together to get a bit more cleavage, a maneuver popular with the A-cup crowd.
Or a Grecian goddess bathing in a fountain.