A New Thing For Me

So, we were lucky enough to go to Coldplay on Friday night. We were originally going to babysit for a couple that were going, however, their 5 month old decided that mom and dad having a fun night out was just not alright. So, they sold us their tickets.

It's my favourite band, so I was jazzed.

But, this is a new thing for me -- I was thoroughly enjoying the concert, when, in the middle of it, I just couldn't wait. I had to go to the bathroom. Now, if you know me, you know that I have a bladder of steel. I don't leave the house to go on a vacation and have to stop 10 minutes later to check out the local gas station loo. I can go out to a movie and not have to see the scratched-graffiti-and-germ-infested washroom. When I was pregnant with Zoe, I didn't have to wake up once, twice, or omigod, three times to pee at night. Nope, nada, I was blissfully sleeping the night through. Me and my wonderful bladder. But, this was annoying -- I had to go in the middle of a 3 hour concert! What up? Very bizarre. Luckily it was a song I didn't recognize and so I didn't miss a thing. I haven't had to wake up in the middle of the night yet with this second pregnancy, but now I have a glimpse of fear. I've been STTN (sleeping through the night) now for over 10 months, I don't wanna go! I don't wanna go! A friend of mine, that is due a week apart from me, tells me how she'll get up about 3 times per night. Oh the horror! Come on, bladder, don't fail me... I'll be sleep deprived enough after baby #2 arrives... be kind. Be kind.
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