The odd thing about being pregnant is that your body is no longer your own and so you start talking about things that you never, ever would normally. I am sure that in a few months I will be really embarrassed that I did an entire blog indirectly discussing how often I have to use the restroom at night.
In the last few days as I have had to address an equally sensitive subject, I have found myself discussing it quite freely -- with Garry, with my insurance company, with my doctor, with his nurse, with my mom, with my neighbor. . .Once it got down to the neighbor level, I realized that I had to STOP! In a few more days while things may not be 'normal' so much, I do not expect as much potty talk. . .
. . .because let's be honest, I'll be too busy blogging about the difficulties of breast feeding.