Yeah, the title really sums it up. Sometimes, I wet my pants and it is all my daughter’s fault. Why don’t us moms talk about that more often? I can’t be the only one with less-than-ideal pelvic floor strength. After all, that’s what happens when you pop an almost nine pound kid out of your hooha. I mostly pee when I run…like when I am playing baseball and have to run the bases after one of my stellar hits. Those times, I usually run back to the dugout and announce to my husband (and fellow teammate) “dude, I just peed my pants a bit!” to which he rolls his eyes and looks disgusted (ummm, hellooo dear husband…don’t forget that YOU pee on the toilet seat and I have to clean it..talk about gross). Or, when I sneeze. Dear god I feel like an old lady every time I cross my legs before I sneeze…but it seems to work. And there’s always those “surprise pees”, the ones you don’t know are coming until it’s too late (oops..I guess I shouldn’t have laughed THAT hard during the marketing meeting today).
I have this memory from when I was a kid. It was Thanksgiving and my mom and her four sisters were standing in the kitchen, laughing hysterically at something, each of them bent over slightly with their legs crossed. I seem to recall hearing them say something like, “stop or I’ll pee my pants!” Of course, at that time I thought it was just a figure of speech. Now, I know the truth. It could be genetic…perhaps all of the ladies in our family have exceptionally weak bladders. Or maybe, just MAYBE it really is a mom thing…just something we tend not to admit. Either way, perhaps it is time for me to invest in some Depends…