Thank you Concerned Reader, for inquiring. For the most part, I have no complaints that anyone really wants to hear about. But there was something that happened tonight that was rather traumatic. I actually had to take a potty break in the middle of my kickboxing class. Some of you may say 'What's the big deal? I take potty breaks every ten minutes and I'm not even prego or jumping around.'
But for me? This was big, bad news. This is me. The girl who has a bladder stronger than Hoover Dam. The girl who came home from 4 days at girls' camp and bragged about never using those gross bathrooms (this practice is not endorsed by those in the medical world, btw. Something about high risk of UTIs, blahblahblah). So as you can see, my 'delicate condition' has finally wreaked havoc on one of my strongest organs.
I am sure that this is a temporary condition and once the babe is born I can return to never needing to use public restrooms again. Though I highly recommend the ones at Dillard's and the Joseph Smith Memorial Building. They are rather elegant. The end.
and if anyone calls me out on my fake Concerned Reader I will be really mad at you