Saturday, March 3, 2007

Pregnancy Woes Take 1


Incidentally, I could title this post "Pregnancy Woes Take 7", if I were to take into consideration the past-withstanding woes I've had up until now: nausea, frequent headaches, being tired, moodiness, and a few other things that you don't even WANT to know about. Seriously, you don't want to know.

It's been impossible to not notice the ever-increasing frequency of my need to pee lately, so I've been pondering the topic for the last few days. I first considered about how often, pre-pregnancy, I would have to go to the bathroom in a given day. I questioned others - "On average, how often do you go to the bathroom in one 24-hour period?" I got several answers, (and several strange looks), the average being 4 - which I conclude is about average (pre-pregnancy) for me too. Once in the morning, once before bed, and about twice during the day -- sound about right?

Yeah, well -- upon noticing that I spend a great deal of time in various bathrooms throughout the day, I decided to do a little experiment. I put a piece of paper and a pencil in each of our bathrooms so that I could actually COUNT the number of times that I would pee in a 24-hour period. Yesterday morning 6:30 am - my experiment began as I diligently ticked off each time I set foot into the bathroom. Considering the 3 cups of java that I consumed yesterday morning, I had a busy morning in the latrine -- No sooner had I swallowed that delicious joe when I would be shuffling towards the bathroom to let it all out.
I also had to remember my out-of-the house trips to the john so I had to keep in my mind the bathrooms at the gym, Target, Starbucks, and the hospital last night (long story). The verdict??

6:30 am Thursday --> 6:30 am Friday
Went to bathroom ELEVEN times.

That's a lot of pee, people. That's a lot of toilet paper. That's a lot of time.
Maybe tomorrow I'll calculate actual TIME spent in the bathroom in one day.
Or maybe I'll get a hobby.

Woe is me.

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

You could always do what that astronaut you guys are related to does and just wear a diaper. There are always some coupons for depends in the Sunday paper, I'll save them for you.

Anonymous said...

Eleven times in one day, heck that is normal for your 'Old Auntie' here! The bladder that is getting pressed on you buy that little girl baby (I wanna another great niece)will in a few years give up the ghost and just hang down to your knees and remind you every hour to walk it to the little girls room for a release! Even worse then the pressure of making it to the toitie in time, is tripping over all the dogs in the path while you run down the hall. At least in the end you will be holding a little pink bundle of joy
whereas all I get is the pleasure of buying toilet paper in bulk quanities. Oh..old age stinks. ;)

Anonymous said...

Thanks to Aunt Dee - she summed it all up for me! Don't talk to me about running to the bathroom!!! What I want to know is - what is the picture - you running to the bathroom????

Anonymous said...

all I can say to that is, "preach it, sista". I'll have to start my own tally now...

Anonymous said...

Thanks TWL...although I hardly think that will contribute to the "cool factor" that I so proudly emanate from my core being.
Aunt Dee/Mom N- I'm really, really sorry. And I hereby vow to never get old.
Amy - There's about 5 million things I could start a tally on. I should start a whole 'nother pregnancy gripe blog. IT could be a collaborative effort between all the pregnant women that I know.

Anonymous said...

I just want to know, what the heck is a toitie? LOL.LOL.LOL!

hfkbrela: a kosher umbrella :)