1. I’m starting to find leftover crumbs in my cleavage.
2. I’ve begun to waddle. A little. But still.
3. I…well, I thought I’d never have this story to share, but…
Last night, after two hours of lovely prenatal yoga, I was saying goodbye to the other women in my class. As I was making my way over to my friend’s car, another woman made me laugh. Before I could even realize what was happening, I peed my pants.
Yeah, that’s right. I had no control over the initial leak, but luckily was able to practice a kegel squeezing just in time to save myself from full-on puddling embarrassment.
While uncomfortable and…damp…no one would have known. Unless I went ahead and told my friend.
And the internet.
Oh, third trimester. How lovely you are.