Over the past couple of weeks, I have spent the better part of my life in a bathroom. I constantly have to pee. I don't sleep through the night because I get up at least three to four times to pee. In the morning while I am getting ready, I will pee at least three times before leaving the house. To put that in context, it takes me about an hour to get ready in the morning. That means I'm peeing every 20 mintues! I dread my 30 minute commute to work each day because even though I make sure I pee before getting on the road, within 15 minutes I have to pee. And I'm not talking, "oh, I could go to the bathroom," I'm talking, "if I don't get to a bathroom right now, I'm going to pee my pants." One time, I almost had to pull over because I didn't think I was going to make it home. And don't get me started on the amount of toilet paper I'm going through. I literally used an entire roll in the span of 36 hours. Granted it was a normal size roll, not the super duper double roll, but still. Of course with all these bathroom breaks comes raw hands. Yes, my hands are actually raw and have cuts all over them from washing my hands so much. I don't even bother putting lotion on them after each bathroom break like I used to do because I know in a matter of 15-20 mintues I'll just be washing my hands again.
The sad part is I know it's only going to get worse as the baby gets bigger. So if you call or text me and don't get a response, you know where I am; I'm in the bathroom peeing.
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