This post is NOT for the squeamish, it may seem inappropriately personal, but they are true thoughts and will be funny to moms.

I try desperately hard to not complain about the different inconveniences of pregnancy, as I'm lucky to be here in the first place. However, I am getting REALLY tired of going to the bathroom All.The.Time. (This is not an exaggeration folks). This baby is so low that I find myself in desperate need of relief just about every 45 minutes, which makes most of life very hard. And when I do go, it's frustrating because the need to go is so strong and the outcome of that urgency seems hardly worth the money I spent on the toilet paper. With both my previous pregnancies I tried to ignore it as much as possible, with bad results. I had UTI's both times, with E it landed me in the hospital with preterm labor. So now I'm too scared to just hold it. I wake up at least every two hours, which I'm sure is just a mean way to prepare my body for needing to wake up with a new baby after she's born. Then one day I was getting exicted thinking about the baby and how fun it will be to see her face and hold her, when suddenly the heavens parted and I saw the answer to my frustrations: The Catheter. I have c-sections and thus get to have a catheter for the first 24 hours after delivery, that means no need to get up out of bed to take care of the problem, and ahhh, I'm so excited. Gross, I know, but the it is the truth. I am so excited!
Sweet Relief.