Tinkle

Earlier today, I was telling my mom about my most embarrasing moment...and, I decided that it was just such a sweet story that it should be shared with the world:

I was pregnant with Addie. So, so, so sick. Just thinking about it makes me nauseous. We were driving in the car on the way to Napa Valley where my brother was getting married in a vineyard.

I am a person who feels strongly about driving without stopping, and I had to pee. Really pee. I was so sick that I was leaning my head against the car window as I sat in the passenger seat. Using the high intellect that I possess, I devised a plan where I could pee AND we wouldn't have to stop the car. I'm so smart, I just amaze myself sometimes.

I had a vision....a pull-up. Oh yes, you heard me right....a pull-up! I pulled down my pants, ripped open that pull-up and positioned it just right. A few seconds into my tinkle business, I had another vision...this pull-up is designed for a child that only weighs 24 lbs. Huh. At this same moment, tinkle starts to overflow into the seat, and I still feel like I'm going to throw up.

So, again, my high intellect in tact, I raise my naked buns so that all passing cars can catch a view in my window. A LOT of people are staring as they drive by. I lean down and grab another pull-up so that I can saturate a second 2T-3T princess diaper, and quickly wrap things up. This little show came to a close without much applause from anyone. Thank goodness I had baby wipes to clean up, and a drop never touched my pants! Such skill. Todd just stared at me with big eyes and shook his head. Not very supportive.

So...the moral of the story is...when you need to pee in a pull-up, make sure you buy size 5T, and do your best not to throw up.