This morning, while having a rather rough morning hurl, I, to my own excitement (at the development of things and this very normal symptom) and disturbance, I peed myself, just a little bit. It didn’t even make it onto the floor or anything, as it was such a tiny amount. However, as my stomach wretched, my bladder pushed out a drop or two from the other end.
It was weird.
It kind of freaked me out. But it also made me feel like I’m really pregnant. Not that I haven’t felt pregnant. But I’ve mostly just felt sick and miserable. It hasn’t been pregnant-specific stuff for me. However, something I always have remembered about pregnant women is how they typically have bladder struggles. Yes, they’re for various reasons, and in various forms, but they are struggles with the bladder and having urine exit when the woman was not intending for it to exit. So, for me, this was kind of one of those moments. And it felt… I guess “good” is the word, but I mean it in the sense of ‘grateful to be in a healthy pregnancy where things are normal and well’. So, yeah… that was a weird start to the day.
Post-a-day 2024