Many trips to the potty are a fairly new concept for me. I didn't experience any changes in frequency during the first trimester. Since my belly has dropped over the past week, I've been visiting the bathroom a LOT.
- Tuesday Night 6-8 trips
- Wednesday Night 8 trips
- Thursday Night 8-10 trips
I'm going so much that I lose count during the night. Sometimes I feel like I just rolled back over and got comfortable when my bladder strikes again. Sleep wouldn't be a problem if I didn't wake up so much with my "going problem."
While I was staying out at The Farm with the kids, I didn't want Nesia sleeping in her crib in the room with me because I was afraid of waking her each evening. I was averaging at least one trip per hour during the night (but I was sleeping with bottles of water in the bed as well).
Before, I was limiting my fluids before bedtime but now I can't. I've never been so thirsty in my entire life! At least one bottle of water accompanies me to bed each evening and I ration sips during my nightly dates with the porcelain throne. I was so excited to get up this morning so I could have something to drink. So far I've already had one tall glass of water, two glasses of sweet tea (decaf) and one glass of orange juice (even though I drank it straight from the carton) and it's only 8 am (and I woke up at 6:45).
At least I'm well hydrated during this last month!!
As far as bathroom accidents are concerned... I've only had a few. I have to make sure to leave the top lid up on the toilet each night because I've almost peed on the actual lid in my sleepiness. That would have been one icky mess to clean up! I've also almost sat down and missed the potty completely because I'm so tired when I wake up. My bladder leaks often throughout the day so I've been wearing panty liners since somewhere around 20 weeks or so (but I've always had bladder issues). The funniest happened during my last weekend with Nesia. I was cooking dinner and could tell that I needed to go to the bathroom but I decided to hold it a few more minutes because I was in the middle of cooking dinner. Well, that would have been an ok idea until I had to sneeze. I can't believe I'm outing myself, but more than just a little bit of pee came out. Dad and Brandon both laughed at me because they saw me sneeze and make a face and then run to the bathroom. It was hilarious! I'm glad I have a good sense of humor and don't embarrass too easily.
I guess that's enough about my bathroom habits. But I did promise to tell all to my readers. =)