Being a mom means that in my environment there are tissues…everywhere. There are tissues – USED tissues – in the pockets of every item of clothing I own. There are tissues on the floors, behind cushions in the furniture, in my purse, and on the counters. There are tissues overflowing from every trash can in the house. I am constantly picking up tissues! And, God knows what’s in them! Very few of these tissues actually contain my own bodily fluids. And – No – it isn’t any less gross just because I’m a mom. It’s gross. Insanely gross.