Indulgent Friday Night Baths with Bomb Vivant’s Honey Oat Bath Bomb
Every Friday, I treat myself to an indulgent bath which includes a glass of wine, the Real Housewives yelling at me (weirdly soothing) and a long soak in the bath. This isn’t just a quick dip in the tub - it is a full-on do not disturb moment for me, which for a mum is a rare occurrence. I struggled with separation anxiety after having my daughter, and what started as a therapeutic exercise from my therapist to help manage my separation anxiety (Thank you, Grace) has now become a non-negotiable weekly ritual. My weekly bath has become my time to check out from the stresses of life and pamper myself a little. Since then, I have upped my bath game and the Honey Oat bath bomb by Bomb Vivant has definitely earned a spot in my rotation.
It is delightfully fizzy, with a lovely, calming scent that instantly relaxes me, turning the bath into a silky, luxurious haven. The experience feels indulgent and soothing - my skin felt so soft and nourished afterwards! It honestly felt like I’d just had a mini spa treatment - exactly what I want from my bath products! And for just £8, I’ll definitely be treating myself again.
The only caveat? The honeycomb bits, while aesthetically pleasing, totally unnecessary because they get caught in the drain. But honestly, it’s a small trade-off for the mood it sets and for how good I feel afterwards. If you’re like me and believe baths should be an experience, not just a routine, and are looking for something to elevate your soak, then Bomb Vivant bath bombs are definitely worth a try.
Every Friday, I treat myself to an indulgent bath which includes a glass of wine, the Real Housewives yelling at me (weirdly soothing) and a long soak in the bath. This isn’t just a quick dip in the tub - it is a full-on do not disturb moment for me, which for a mum is a rare occurrence. I struggled with separation anxiety after having my daughter, and what started as a therapeutic exercise from my therapist to help manage my separation anxiety (Thank you, Grace) has now become a non-negotiable weekly ritual.