Well we are finally to the home stretch! I am hitting my 9th month of pregnancy. I have said it before and I will say it again. Anyone who says you are pregnant for 9 months is lying! It is technically 10. I blame men for that myth. I don't know why. I just do.
As the days get closer to me meeting this kid, I find that I am slowly beginning to lose my dignity. It started on Monday. I was unloading my car full of groceries and I sneezed. Not only did I sneeze, but I peed. Yep, peed my pants. Not a ridiculous amount, but enough to notice. And all I could say as it was happening was yep, there it goes. I have had mom friends warn me day after day this would happen- I just figured it would happen after labor. And I thought labor would prep me for it. Meaning that so many horrific things would be happening to my body at that moment, that finding out that I may or may not pee my pants now and then was nothing compared to labor. You know, kind of like an it could be worse thing.
For one quick second I thought maybe my water broke, and this is it here we go. That thought QUICKLY passed. After this happened I texted my sister and her text response was "welcome sister, welcome."
My second loss of dignity came this morning when I dropped my highlighter cap under my desk. It wasn't just under my desk it fell in some wires and it was far back there. I meekly yelled for my coworker Abby. She immediately said do you need me to pick something up for you? And she did. It was awful.
I don't even want to mention the couch breaking incident that happened over the weekend.