Had a bit of a scare on Monday. While out shopping with Spouse I suddenly got a sharp pain and realized my pants was a little wet. Luckily it wasn’t amniotic fluid, just Pinki pressing down hard against my bladder and me (may you get hemorrhoids if you dare laugh about this) well, peeing in my pants………. (Okay, stop making snorting sounds through your nose and just let it out) But the incident seemed to have put Spouse in daddy-to-be mode, AT LAST!!! And unlike with the birth with B-Rat where it was kind of scary to leave decisions I was intending on making myself to my sometimes irresponsible husband, I’m actually relieved to just sit back now and let him do the rest of the driving. <*ms



