When I Think About You I ____ Myself

Admit it, it’s impossible to not start singing or humming when you read that line.

Unfortunately for me (and my sex life), I now fill in that blank with the word pee. PEE.

DAMMIT OAK, I know you warned me about the perils of not keeping up with my kegels, but this is ridiculous.

I run up the stairs. I pee.
I laugh at something my husband says. I pee.
I crawl out of bed. I pee.

I’m hoping it’s just b/c the kid is constantly on my bladder and this problem will resolve itself post-delivery, but I have a feeling I need to get on those kegel exercises, just in case.

Yikes. I need to pee.