The One Where I Pee My Pants

As we know, I have been trying to lose a few pounds (See: the One Where the Hubby Decides to Lose Weight). In addition to eating better, I have been trying to exercise a bit. Now I try to squeeze this exercise time in the brief 2 hour window while #4 is in preschool, along with grocery shopping, running errands, volunteering, etc. Needless to say, it often just gets crammed in intervals.

Yesterday I thought it would be great to jump rope for a bit. So I am jumping, trying to not die, and then…pee. Now this is not the first time this has happened to me. My kids LOVE to tell  about my training run last fall when I came home completely wet, and it wasn’t from sweat.

I wish I could say it was just when I exercise too. Last spring, at one of the boys’ baseball games, I jumped up cheering and peed. Now, in my defense, it was a very exciting game, but come on man! I now have to make sure I use the restroom as soon as I get to the ballpark and every 30 minutes or so after so as not to embarrass my whole family in public. Or carry a diaper bag…for myself.

After delivering your fourth child, the doctors should really offer to go in there and  fix your urethra or whatever. But then what would my kids possibly have to tease me about?!






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2 Comments on “The One Where I Pee My Pants

  1. LOL! This is just one of the reasons I love you my friend. Thanks for the laugh.

  2. You’re not alone! 😉 My kids tease me because I can’t jump on the trampoline with them.