It's not embarrassing enough to pee in a tiny cup each time I go to the doctor or to even pee in a jug for 24-hours straight. I just lurve lugging around a jug of my own urine. And keeping it in my fridge. Tasty.No, pregnancy has many embarrassing moments.Take yesterday when my bra just about combusted. At least that is what it felt like as it flew open with great force. Luckily, no one else seemed to notice and I was able to get the "girls", which these days are more like full-grown women, under control.Or how about all those lovely times I've peed myself when I'm not even aiming for a cup or jug. I cough, sneeze or laugh too hard and there you have it. It's to the point that when I do sneeze around H, he glances over nervously and does a pee … [Read more...]
Confessions
1. I hide candy throughout the house. Not even my husband knows where it is. Sometimes I get up late at night and eat it. Just a piece. I'm no binger alright?!2. I'm a terrible Back Eater, though I swear it gets harder to do by the day. Toddlers are clever and wily little sons of a guns. 3. I haven't cleaned my diaper bag in only God knows how long. That and I still carry that damn thing around despite T.D. being two. I can't downsize for the life of me and I want to. If some company wants to send me something cute and small that doesn't look like a diaper bag I'm all for it! And to think when I first had T.D. no matter how cute that d.b. was I still made others carry it because I was too embarrassed to be seen with a diaper bag at all.4. I still think the deep end of a swimming pool is … [Read more...]