This post is at the suggestion of my lovely husband, who I think may be trying to give me another venting outlet for my latest pregnancy woes. He's dubbed the most recent as - The Pee Alert!
It's reached all sorts of new heights since we've crossed into the third trimester. Also, after my latest ultrasound this past week I was (mildly) reprimanded for not drinking enough water, so that doesn't help things.
Take today for instance. I was woken up way before I was ready by a bladder shot from our dear little one. Then, shortly after breakfast, another pee alert. I'm trying to stay active, so despite this new near constant need to run upstairs to the bathroom, I decided to make time for an actual workout - not just doing one flight of stairs every hour - and go for a swim at the university pool. NO, I did not plan on just tinkling in the water during my laps. :p
I finally get to the pool - it was very warm today to it took a bit to muster the energy to leave the a/c unit - and go figure, 45mins in the pool and no Pee Alert!! I was stoked! But as soon as my feet hit the hot pool deck - Pee Alert. :/ Ah well. I "go", then go home to shower off. This is where it got ridiculous. I hop in the shower, Pee Alert. Start to soap up, Pee Alert! Think there's time for a shampoo? Nope, PEE ALERT!! Seriously kid?!? I think she thinks my bladder is a trampoline/punching bag!
I've been warned to just get used to it, welcome to the final stretch of the pregnancy. Meh, I'm not a fan of this bit.
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