Walking down a side street after class I felt a gush.
Panic.
Stop walking.
What do I do?
Yep, I stuck my hand in my pants in public to check. Phew. Just love pregnancy juiciness.
Saturday, October 17, 2009
The... fun... of paranoia. (TMI?)
Posted by rocket.queen. at 12:52 PM
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L.M.A.O. In public? Really? hahaha.. maybe I shouldn't laugh, I wonder what I'd have done...? Thank goodness it was nothing.
ha.. BTDT. it's my opinion that pregnancy entitles a woman to behaviors that appear gross or odd to others. ;)
I remember when I first found out I was pregnant I ran to the bathroom everytime I felt a gush, just to make sure.....scared the crap outta me everytime though.
Awesome. Glad it was nothing to worry about- but a girl's gotta do...
Ah! I hated that--for me, I only felt it early in the pregnancy, but it gave me a scare every time. I still do TP checks at almsot 22 weeks.
too funny!!
in my opinion, the fear of the bad kind of gush entitles us to all sorts of gross-ness.
Laughing my ass off. That is classic!
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