What She Wore: Peach and white printed short-sleeve top with key-hole neckline and empire waist; white denim capris; strappy peach sandals with a one-inch heel. My Lord, my feet swelled today–it’s like I had two sausages tied up with string.
This originally started as an e-mail to my friends since it is far too disgusting to share with the general pubic, but hey, when have I ever been above disgusting? Besides, I promised some potty humor.
Feel free to laugh at me. . .
I had childbirth class this past weekend, so now I have baby on the brain. I’m examining every little twinge to make sure it’s not a contraction even though I still have several weeks to go.
The other day I went to the bathroom, came back to class, and after a few minutes I realized I had a big wet spot on the back of my pants. I panicked. I thought that my water had broken early (this is extremely rare and almost never happens, but no matter!).
I RUN to the bathroom, and start bending over this way and that trying to get a better look at "the spot." Finally I determine that I will have to take off my pants so I can sniff the wet spot. This is disgusting, but that’s what they tell you to do. Have you ever tried to take off your pants in a little bathroom stall while wearing heels? It’s no easy task. Not to mention being eight months pregnant which throws off your balance a bit. After getting them off, I got a whiff of something very familiar–toliet bowl cleaner.
You see, the maternity shirt I wore had a tie around the waist and the ends hang down in the back. Apparently, one of these pieces ended up in the toliet and then got water all over my pants. Disgusting, yes, but a complete relief.
Told you I was a spaz.