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There's no denying that pregnancy is not all sunshine and rainbows. In fact, between heartburn, hemorrhoids, and indigestion, it can be a bit more of a rain storm at times.
And that storm sometimes brings embarrassing moments. Super embarrassing moments.
Like the time I peed my pants at work.
Oh yeah, I said it. I peed my pants at my office.
How did I manage that you ask? I honestly have no idea. I had literally just been to the bathroom and was standing in the kitchen when - GASP! - I felt something trickle down my leg. A lot of something.
Thank God I was wearing a skirt and I was ALONE. I grabbed a bunch of paper towels and booked it back to my office, shutting the door behind me. (It was a small victory that I didn't share an office during my first pregnancy.) What to do? What to do?
I didn't have much choice. I stripped off my panties and chucked them in the trash. Don't worry; I rolled them up in a magazine so the cleaning crew wouldn't see (or be exposed to them.) My apologies to Fit Pregnancy.
So there I was - panty-less. I went commando for the rest of the day. Luckily, there was only a few hours left in the day as it was not something I'd ever imagined I would do at my job.
I then walked back to the restroom and cleaned up my legs and shoes. I said a little of prayer of appreciation that it didn't get on the kitchen floor and proceeded to argue internally with myself. WHAT THE DEUCE just happened? How did I just pee myself?
At the time, I was SO embarrassed. I called my husband and my mother and made them swear no one else would ever hear of this dreadful occurrence. Ironic isn't it that I'm now telling all bazillion of you?
After promising to do 1000 kegals a day after that, it only happened a few more times (a few times too many) and then again with my second pregnancy. Of course, with that instance, I was moments away from giving a presentation and had to run up to my hotel room to change my pants. Awesome.
I know I'm not alone.
My friend Lisa got tired of jerking and spazzing in public due to kicks to the crotch while Christmas shopping.
So spill it! What's happened to you? Let's commiserate. You are among friends.
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