Twenty-Seven Weeks, Four Days. Day 195 in the quest to meet our little miracle George, 87 days to go…
Today, like many other days on this journey, i got to experience something maybe not unique to myself – actually i am quite sure there are many a women who have got to feel this amazing sensation… And, this may just be something that i will get to experience much more of in the coming months…
It was something that made me go ‘oh – gotta go!’
And i dont just mean gotta go, i mean GOTTA GO!
There are many things so far i have had the privilege of experiencing when in comes to my bladder, the first was the constant need to pee in the first trimester, the second was that amazing day when i sneezed… ( oh Dear!) and the third, well that was today…
Today my little miracle kicked my bladder… Yup you heard right, i got one just in that spot that makes you go GOTTA GO… I had to run… No really i had to run!
I hear it gets worse before it gets better, i hear that my poor little bladder will never be the same again, and i hear that there are no ‘magical’ solutions to said problems…
So i guess this is good bye to waiting until the last minute, i guess this is good bye to ‘holding on’ and i guess i must say one final good bye to those wonderful two words… ‘it’ll wait’
Never take life seriously. Nobody gets out alive anyway. Anon
