Tinkle Tinkle

Tinkle Tinkle Little Star… No this isn’t your average kids nursery rhyme. This is the song I literally sing to myself daily when I’m running to the bathroom because I lost control over my bladder…. Pitiful right?! Lol.

I remember the first time I tinkled on my self. It was right after our son was born. He might’ve been just a few weeks old at that point. My OB/GYN warned me that it was common to happen after birth because I had just pushed a whole HUMAN out of my ladybits…. But because it hadn’t happened sooner, it wasn’t at the forefront of my mind so, I honestly didn’t think it would happen to me…. Well, it DID!

I remember it vividly. My husband, our son and I were sitting in our bed. We were playing with the him when I suddenly felt the urge. I didn’t think it was an emergency so, I took my time getting up and making my way to the bathroom… I was almost there, literally right above the toilet but, for some reason I couldn’t get my undies down fast enough and you guessed it! I didn’t make it…. Talk about being mortified when you literally have to clean yourself up like the baby you’ve been taking care of because you had an accident. I was so embarrassed when I exited the bathroom. I hurriedly tried to find some other undies and clothes to put on but, of course, I have the husband who’s SUPER observant. So there was no way I could get it passed him that I just tinkled on myself. I had to fess up! Lol. Sounds attractive right?!… That’s an aphrodisiac for you.

Luckily, I have one of the kindest husbands ever so, he just told me to take my time, take a shower or bath if I needed and that everything would be ok. And eventually everything was…. A couple months later, I got back to normal without any other tinkle tinkle little star incidents.

Until, we thought it was a good idea for me to push a whole other HUMAN out of my ladybits!! You know my mom always told me that you’re never really the same after the second child. And she was TOTALLY right! You’re older, the weight is harder to get off, and in my case I turned into a Memaw when it came to having to use the bathroom. I JUST COULDN’T HOLD IT! I had so many accidents and incidents it was ridiculous! At one point it was so bad I had to start wearing those dang Always Discreet pads… Yep, I had no choice…. I literally could think about tinkling and I’d immediately catch myself doing the potty dance. It was sad. I was so ashamed until I started doing research and realized that according to the National Institute of Health (NIH), roughly one quarter of women are affected by what’s called Pelvic Floor Dysfunction, which is a condition that causes weakened pelvic muscles and therefore the inability to control your bladder.

Once I realized that the was a “thing” I decided the only choice I had was to make an OB/GYN appointment, and see how I could rectify this situation. At my appointment, the doctor explained to me (again) that this was common but, completely understood that no one wants to constantly tinkle on themselves. She suggested Pelvic Floor Therapy and also an oral medication, which I now take daily. I reached out to my health insurance and, unfortunately, this therapy isn’t completely covered so, I would’ve had to pay a $750 deductible! And then pay over $100 for each session… Yeah no thanks! We’re trying to cover daycare expenses and eventually send our kids to college! My children won’t blame me because I spent their college education on pee-pee appointments! Lol so, I’ll just stick to the meds for now! Hopefully, over time my PFD gets better but, if not, there’s always DEPENDS!


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