I went to costco today to pick up a few things. We were done with check out and headed out the door when Em announced she had to GO. I could tell that she needed prompt attention from the wiggly dancing she was doing so I did a 180 and weaved to the back corner of the store as quickly as I could pushing the overloaded cart. There was a line up of carts to use the facilities so I had to ditch my cart with the buddy inside and trust in the fellow mother of 3 to keep and eye on him. Meanwhile Em and I (plus the mothers daughter) ran to the front of the line banking on some mercy for a dancing 3 year old… all went well.
We were heading back out of the store when I had to stop… oh no… I turned back to look at the line. I just couldn’t go wait in that line plus I was pretty sure it was too late already. I slowed down my pace and continued walking towards the door in sort of a duck walk.
Maybe no one will notice.
I had plenty of stuff I needed to load in the car. It was hot outside but I think I was sweating for another reason. There was a line up of cars through the parking lot waiting for spots. In other words, I had an audience. I tried bending over as carefully as possible to get the massive package of toilet paper from the bottom rack of the cart. I took a sneak peak… yup, bright red! Darn it!
Sigh, I guess my other 200 errands will have to wait.
What can I say?? I have leakitis.
Bummer.
My name is Manda and I love creating 
I think “leakitis” is one of my worst fears. At least now, as an adult, I could drive myself home and do something about it. But I dreaded it in school! And I would never, ever, in a billion years write about it on my blog, hee hee!
ok, so maybe I’m crazy!! But I figure most of you are women and most of you know me and most of you have had leakitis so who cares, right? Maybe I will regret publishing totally personal information to the world but right now I have a need to get it out of my system. I am declaring it to the world. I AM WOMAN, HEAR ME ROAR!
How miserable, first leading up to and then it comes! I am still struggling with acne while pregnant. When will all of this womanly stuff end? After we’re through having babies, we get to go through menopause. I’d like to find a man tough enough to deal with what we do.
At least you didn’t have leakitis all over your mother in law’s brand new white carpet.
Yes. It happened to me. Surprised?
I think I am now done checking on your blog from time to time.
jess- oh my!! I’m so sorry. You have the best of luck, don’t you.
mark- I am totally chuckling to my self. Haa. I tricked you into reading my blog. I never said my daily spewings about motherhood would be pleasant, clean or flowery.