Thursday, May 15, 2008

Bring on the diapers

For me, not the baby.


It's one of those fun things that nobody bothers to tell you about before you get pregnant. Wetting your pants. Not just for infants and old people anymore.

Last week I wake up in the morning, come downstairs for a few minutes...head up to get in the shower and my pants are wet. Not just a little wet, like when you didn't quite run to the bathroom fast enough. Trust me, while PG there is a lot of running to the bathroom. pants were wet like I was a 2 year old being potty trained. Of course I am thinking 'WTF is this all about'. I didn't even feel like I really had to pee and didn't notice they were wet when I got up and walked downstairs.

Of course I ask online, everyone says call the I do. I go in and have to have an exam. Yep, more metal objects in my swollen hoo-ha. Fun times...especially when she didn't use nearly enough lube. Yea, could you hurry it up lady this is not my idea of a good time. If I'm going to be walking funny the next day, I damn well better get an orgasm out of the deal! (that came later on in the weekend...)

Nope, my water didn't break...this baby isn't headed for the exit just yet. I just wet myself. lovely, just lovely.
Now I wake up every morning and go straight to the bathroom, do not pass go, do not collect $200.

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