I take my hydration seriously.
Each day I strive to drink a gallon of water. I don’t have an issue with this – most days I am drinking about a gallon and a half.
The only problem is, sometimes the water catches up with me. In the most inconvenient time.
“Let’s try this aisle,” I say to Declan, peering around the corner to see what arts and crafts supplies were there.
A couple of weeks ago Declan made the decision to see Toy Story 4. And even though we had to leave the theater 3 times because there was too much emotion on the big screen, Declan did get through the movie. And a new love for Toy Story emerged.
Now, even though we didn’t get to actually SEE the creation of Sporky on the big screen (Bonnie’s fear of starting school was a “too emotional” point so we were outside) Declan did fall in love with the character and wanted to make one of his own.
Hence, the arts and crafts store.
“Look, here’s googly eyes and here’s pipe cleaners. Perfect!” I announced and took a step the side.
“Now we just need to find putty and popsicle sticks,” I said and took a step to the other side.
As we looked around, I crouched. Then I stood up straight. Back to the left foot. Then the right.
“Do you have to go to the bathroom?” Declan asked as I started to wildly look around the aisle.
“PUTTY!” I shouted, lunging for the container. I handed it to Declan and replied, “Yes.”
“Are you going to pee your pants?”
“No, of course not. I can hold it.”
“It looks like you are going to pee your pants.”
“Let’s just find the popsicle sticks and get out of here,” I said stepping left, right, up, down.
“If you pee your pants, I’m going to tell everyone ‘Guess what? My Mom PEED her pants!’” Declan laughed.
“No! Don’t tell people that!”
Realizing he may actually tell people that if the unfortunate event were to take place, I stopped looking for popsicle sticks and turned my attention around the store.
After a few more hops, jumps and skips I found the “Restrooms” sign and darted, dragging Declan along the way.
“Are you going to pee your pants now?”
“No!” I scolded in desperation.
As I wove around the displays I came to a sudden halt.
There in front of me was a woman with the same crazed look in her eye, hunched over, darting towards the back of the store.
Thinking her eyes held a *bit* more desperation I ushered her ahead of me.
And the two of us continued our hunched over scurry to the restrooms.
“I still think you are going to pee your pants.”
And I couldn’t WAIT to stop hearing THAT.
“Just stand here. DON’T MOVE.”
Googly eyes, pipe cleaners and putty clasped to his chest, Declan stood against the wall.
I found relief and met the other desperate woman at the sink to wash our hands.
“You just wait,” she told me in firm assurance, “when you hit your forties, you’ll see. Hormones all over the place, premenopausaul, bathroom breaks ALL THE TIME. You wait and see!”
Firmly in my forties, I just smiled and nodded. I looked in the mirror at my “thirties” face and felt the giggly feeling in my belly.
“See you!” I called and opened the bathroom door.
“DID YOU PEE YOUR PANTS?”
“No. All is good now. Let’s go find those popsicle sticks.”
Hours later Declan had a new friend, “Spoony.” And I was still smiling from ear to ear 😊
Yeah… you actually do have a “thirties face”…
Thanks! 🙂
I’m glad you didn’t pee your pants😂 Its so nice when people mistake Ben for my son. It *is* possible since I was 40 when he was born.
Double hurray for looking young and not peeing your pants!👏👏💌
Me too! Oh my gosh, the struggle was real 🙂 Thank you!!
Reason enough to smile!😀
It was a big smile too! 🙂
It is wonderful how a casual remark by a stranger can makes us feel good about ourselves.
A gallon and a half of water? I used to get close to a gallon when I was exercising hard in the morning and I was in the bathroom all the time.
Yeah – I’m already done my gallon jug for the day and have it filled for tomorrow. Now all the water I drink is just a plus. I definitely drink more in the summer and around my workouts. In the winter I end up drinking hot water to get it all in (which takes longer) and just finish my gallon. I saw the idea on Pinterest – seemed like a great way to be sure I was drinking enough water. My running benefits as well.
I have always had a small bladder and it has not gotten better with age!
Oh dear! I think mine is pretty normal. I just really test its limits 🙂
I’m not having that your in your 40s. Sorry the peeing in your pants tribulations made me smile. We went to cinema today and just after the movie started my bladder decided to rebel. Every time I laughed it made it worse. Looking back it’s funny, not at the time.
Yes, I was wondering why the lady didn’t see her mirror image in me as we were running the same way with the same pained look to our eye. Oh no! Sorry about the movie – That is funny 🙂
LOL! Love this! And you have inspired me, Robyn, to drink a gallon of water a day….truly, that inspires me to drink even more water!! And no way do you look like your 40s!
Thank you, Jeff! Hope you embrace (and love) the water challenge. I know I do! I find I drink the most when I am carting kids around to their different events (just have to be sure there is a bathroom EVERYWHERE I go 🙂 )
My wife gets so mad at me when we are traveling because I can drink a gallon of water and never have to stop for a ‘potty’ break and she has to stop at least every hour. I’m glad you made it to the bathroom in time.
Oh that’s funny! I am in the habit of saying I don’t have to go until I REALLY have to go. Definitely catches up with me! 🙂
That made me laugh 😂
Oh good! Thank you, Elaine!
I drink a ,ot of water everyday. Don’t think I have reached a gallon and a half yet.
Happy Monday
Most days I would say I am at my gallon. 8 glasses. On days that I do a long run or out in the heat working I would say I drink more.
You too!
😀 We’re currently surprise pregnant, halfway, and I got a cold this week. Things just aren’t as good at staying in (especially during coughing) as they used to be! 😀
Oh no! I hope you feel better soon! 🙂
Thanks!