~Deuce Deuce~

     So, nobody told me at week 22 I'd all of the sudden have the bladder of a 98-year old woman. By that I am sad to admit that... I peed my pants a little bit. Ugh. I work with a lot of pregnant ladies, and they have admitted to it, laughed about it and moved on. No bigs. It's a pregnancy thing. HA! Wait till it happens to you! It's unpleasant! I swallowed a little bit more water than I anticipated and I coughed. It wasn't like a little pee dribble happened to escape. It was more like this:

I chose this one because it looks majestic and makes me feel better about myself.

-it doesn't FEEL majestic when it's in your pants though.

     And it happened at work. I am SO grateful scrubs are water resistant for the most part. I ran to the bathroom immediately to wash myself off (it was really just a trickle), and you know, it could've been much worse. It's not like it was this:

This is in Iceland, BTW. If you haven't been, I suggest you go. 

     So, as gross as it is, I have a strict Kegel regimen these days and I'm armed with panty-liners. (thanks for the tip Malinda) Aren't you glad you read this? Don't you feel like we're SO much closer now? Me too. 

I'm kegeling right now and you can't even tell. 

     On a different note, does anyone know if it's normal to have even weirder dreams than normal? My dreams are usually very tactile anyway, but lately, everything is magnified. Things aren't simply in color, they're almost neon. I don't just feel things with my hands in my dreams, everything I touch I feel deeply connected with, like there is an emotional transfer. Also, some of the focus of some dreams are different. I have had multiple dreams of drinking while I'm pregnant. I'm pregnant in my dream too, and just knockin' 'em back. I don't seem to remember I'm pregnant in my dream until I'm about 2 beers and 2 whiskeys in. I thought to myself, "Damn, what does that say about me?" I thought at first maybe it meant I am a terrible person or a deep psychological alcoholic. But then I decided to consult the Google. It tells me I dream about that because I feel like I'm losing control. Well no shit. In a few months I'm about to have no control at all. And I am excited! -I think those are the hormones talking...