I think I mentioned it when I was pregnant with Makenzie but I remember sometime in the 3rd trimester Ryan and I were at Home Depot getting something when out of the blue I started peeing my pants. Seriously. I didn't even feel I needed to go. Then it was out. It was the most horrifying thing to ever happen to me. I pissed myself in public. Ryan laughed. Like fell on the floor laughing. Then he refused to leave because he had to finish shopping and he needed me to help him pick things out- It was all stuff for the baby's room. I almost died. He kept assuring me you couldn't hardly tell. I was wearing my black work pants and couldn't see past my huge belly so I just trusted my husband and continued to shop. Let me say this wasn't like a tinkle. It was a full on pee. We were in there maybe 5 more minutes and then left. When I was walking out I noticed my reflection in a mirror and almost died, it was very VERY noticeable. The whole front of me was wet. I kind of felt it but not really and would my husband lie to me? Never! Well all that trust went out the window with my dignity. I
Okay so that brings me to last night.
Still in the beginning stages of the second trimester and what happened.
I walk in the door after a lovely dinner with our friends and realize--- I'm peeing!!!!
I run to the bathroom and I cant stop it. I jump in the bath tub and stand there. I'm yelling to Ryan who again is laughing so hard he can barley stand.
What the hell?!
Has this ever happened to you?
I learned with Kenzie to start wearing panty liners when you are in that last trimester because you sometimes sneeze or laugh to hard and a LITTLE pee comes out but I full on pee'd. There was no panty liner that would hold this. Being only 15 weeks I am frightened of whats to happen the further along I get. Will I need to invest in some heavy duty depends? Is there something else going on? I will tell you right now- If you ever see me in public with wet pants, please tell me and help me find cover.
P.S. Yesterday some lady asked me if I was having triplets! Who asks that?
Please let me give anyone who has half a brain like this lady some advice. DON'T EVER say anything to a pregnant women about how big she is. First off- when she looks in the mirror she probably already thinks she is twice as big as she actually is and second- we are not stable people and you never know who might haul off and knock you over the head for saying such a thing.
I held my fists and told her as nice as possible there was just 1.
oh and here is the kicker--- she was trying to sell me something from her store down the street. HA. get the hell out of here lady. She lost a sale.