I know what you’re thinking. She’s pregnant and she’s now wetting the bed. Um… NO. And, if that were the case, trust me- I wouldn’t be posting it on the internet. That would definitely fall under the TMI category. You’re welcome. Just so we’re clear- I’m not currently peeing in the bed.
Now….
Jon and I were discussing the baby having hiccups in utero.
Me: My daddy used to scare me by yelling at me for something I didn’t do. That was his way of getting rid of my hiccups. Of course, he also used to spank me for wetting the bed.
Jon: You were a bed-wetter?
Me: Yeah, until I was six. I think it had something to do with having to share a bed with my two sisters.
Jon: So, that was your way of marking your territory?
Me: I guess so. We moved and I stopped wetting the bed.
Jon: You were a bed-wetter… wow, I’m learning all kinds of deep, dark secrets about you.
Me: I wouldn’t really call it a deep, dark secret. It’s just not something that comes up in conversation.
Jon (re-enacting an early date conversation): So, what kinds of things do you like do? Well, I wet the bed when I was a kid.
Me: Exactly.
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