I did not do nearly enough kegals.
Two pregnancies and births later and my bladder has thrown in the towel. Actually a towel would be helpful...and my bladder is the opposite of helpful...sooooo, pick another saying.
Let's start by being totally honest. I don't think I did any kegals. Maybe one, to see if I actually could do it. I think I was discouraged by the advice to try and stop peeing midstream to identify the correct muscles...because what pregnant woman can stop peeong midstream??? C'mon now people. Know your audience.
Both pregnancies, the thought crossed my mind that unless I wanted to be in adult diapers by forty, I should do the damn kegals. After all, it is barely exercise, right? I can do it sitting down. And both pregnancies, I thought that I have way more important things to worry about...like birthing and raising this child. Speaking of which...are any amount of kegals really going to combat the reality of childbirth? I am not sure.
So I didn't. And now? Now it is sneezing season.
What the hell.
All the grossness of pregnancy and birthing and the foreverness of after birth fun...and now there is MORE???
I may never have pretty underwear again.
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