Never underestimate the pregnant bladder.
April 04, 2009

Nearly two months ago, Donald and I found ourselves in the emergency room.  The baby had stopped kicking and I had been experiencing sharp pains in, what shall we call this?  The uteran region?  The baby-making factory locale?  The lower abdominal area?  And by sharp pains, what I mean is EXCRUCIATING LIGHTNING BOLTS OF TERROR.  Our (former!) doctor was completely useless.

Like any good, massive pregnant woman, this combination scared the shit out of me.  And that is how Donald and I wound up in the emergency room on a Friday evening.  Well, that and we believe in starting our weekends off with a bang.

The emergency room doctor diagnosed me with The Bladder Infection From Hell.  And that stubborn, interminable Bladder Infection From Hell has basically RUN MY LIFE ever since.  I have been through multiple courses of antibiotics, approximately three times my weight in cranberry juice, and enough water to fill the ocean.

But it worked – I have conquered The Bladder Infection From Hell – and I can now waddle to the bathroom CONFIDENT that the next two minutes will not make me wish I could stab my eyes out with spears.

Of course, now that I can begin to scale back my daily water intake to a reasonable amount, which should mean that I can stop racing to the bathroom fifteen times per hour, the baby has decided that my bladder?  My infection-free, wants-to-sit-unused-for-a-full-twenty-minutes bladder?  Makes a perfect punching bag.

At this rate, I may as well just take up permanent residence on the porcelain throne.

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(I have a feeling that Hank understands.)


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  1. By Jinxy on April 04, 2009

    The last half of my pregnancy was a bathroom break blurrrrr.  I would have to excuse myself in the middle of conversations and meetings.  Oh and then there was the night peeing.  God the night peeing.
    Good luck.  :)

  2. By JestheBes on April 04, 2009

    Hank totally understands. He is so cute!

  3. By Elly on April 04, 2009

    I’m glad your bladder is (mostly) under control now! Bladder infections are the worst, and I can’t IMAGINE how horrible it would be being pregnant at the same time!

    And oh, the cuteness that is Hank! :)

  4. By Veronica on April 04, 2009

    Ugh, I hated having to pee every 20 minutes. HATED IT. I would get up to pee in the middle of the night and by the time I made it back to bed, I would need to pee again. Not pleasant.

  5. By Spruce Hill on April 04, 2009

    LOL I have felt your pain! I am glad you are feeling better!

  6. By on April 04, 2009

    I am a firm believer that night peeing and constipation are our body’s way of preparing us for not sleeping when the baby comes and popping that baby out!

  7. By Elizabeth on April 04, 2009

    I agree with Amyon. Being every two hours does prepare you for all the sleepless nights ahead! :)

    I hope you feel better soon.

  8. By Stephanie on April 04, 2009

    Aaaah, just wait until you CAN’T PEE more than like three drops at a time and have to lean forward while on the toilet to move the baby into a position that helps it all come out.

    MMHMMM. It’s coming. :D

  9. By Adventures In Babywearing on April 04, 2009

    Oh, OUCH! Hope all is well!


  10. By Fairly Odd Mother on April 05, 2009

    UGH! I just got over a 2-antibiotics bladder infection and they are NO FUN—-I can’t even imagine having one while pregnant—-poor thing! Hope the rest of your pregnancy is super smooth.

  11. By Allison on April 05, 2009

    Haha—oh, I so feel for you.

    The last few months drove me INSANE because everyone kept telling me: sleep. All you have to do before the baby arrives is sleep. But you know what? When you have to pee every fifteen minutes sleep is not much of an option.

  12. By erin on April 06, 2009

    The only bright spot I can see to the night peeing is that when I wake up completely parched, I can suck down a huge glass of water without worrying that I’ll be up in an hour to pee and won’t get a good night’s sleep.  Because I’ll be up in an hour to pee anyways, and that good night’s sleep?  I haven’t seen it in the last four months.

    DH does not understand why I must pee before we leave the doctor’s office, because it’s only 10 minutes from home.  Except that 10 minutes is an interminable length of time when the baby has decided that she doesn’t like the position of my bladder and would like to push it around.





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