...I wet my pants.  It's true!  Last night we were having our weekly Wednesday Night Dinner (which, now that I think of it...I wanted to photo and do a try it tuesday with...but forgot).  Like all Wednesday Night Dinners, that topics of conversation turned increasingly funnier throughout the night.  I can't tell you what topic we were on (quite frankly my inner blonde has forbid me to remember), but I can tell you I started laughing with a full bladder.  Mind you, the full bladder of a 37 weeks preggo woman is not very full, but it was full enough.  The conversation that followed went something like this:
Me:  "Stop...I'm gonna wet my pants."
Male Guest:  "C'mon"
Hubs:  "No man; this is serious.  She will wet her pants."
Me:  Laughed even harder.
Male Guest:  Seriously?
Female Guest: Looking on in horror and praying to God she is not like that when she gets pregnant.
Me:  Laughing even harder while pee is leaking out.  Then trying to compose myself enough to stand and walk 10 feet to the bathroom.
Male Guest:  While I was in the bathroom giggling and peeing, "Listen to her giggling in there."
Me:  I walked back to the table and notice a small wet spot on the chair - fabulous!  I didn't announce it, but got out the cleaner when they left.
Pregnancy is a splendid and miraculous time!
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2 comments:
Oh the joys of pregnancy!
Oh yeah! I remember that! LOL!!!
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