I Haven't Wet Myself In Ages

    Everyone who has ever been pregnant will tell you about the loss of bladder control. Well, most everyone, and if they don't, they should. My sister gave me some great advice, which was, "cross your legs before you sneeze." It was incredibly important advice that came, as most advice does, after it could have been used. I'm seven and a half months pregnant and have experienced the sneeze/pee combo. It's fantastic, I mean, if your'e into that. Luckily I've been working on my lower lady-bits work outs so I've been able to control some of it. I hear that, eventually, goes as well. 
   This weekend was my last weekend of travel while being with child. I had two shows, both with Reba. One was in Austin--I love that town, and another in Oklahoma City--I love that state, Oklahoma, not Oklahoma City, you freaks. Traveling when you're this far along and showing this much sucks about as much as the thought of getting hemorrhoids, which I hear most women get after/during birth. Luckily, however, Reba works with a lot of AMAZING women who are very sympathetic to my "condition" so everyone was very helpful. I will miss being on the road with them. 
   I had a doctor's appointment last week, where the doctor told me we're looking at a nine or ten pounder here. That's great news, if the thought of ripping your flesh in half sounds fun to you. Kip has been SO amazing through this pregnancy. He's been very patient and very attentive to my sore back, feet, ego, etc. The other day, as I was rifling through my products in the bathroom I found this little bottle of massage oil. Not just ANY kind of massage oil, but perineal massage oil. My friend, Jillian, who has an awesome sense of humor, and knack for getting things that are useful, put it in my bag of gifts for my baby shower. She even printed out perineal massage instructions--God bless the woman. Well, since Kip has been so sweet about everything I thought I'd test him. I came out of the bathroom holding the oil and asked if he'd do me a favor, as usual, he said, "of course, anything for you." So, I asked if he'd mind giving me a massage, a perineal massage. He said, "sure, I don't know what that is, but yes." So I handed him the instructions...I never got my massage. 
    Anyway, I bring this up because another friend of mine, who blogs a lot, and if you're a mommy, want to be a mommy, like mommy things, you should check her out: www.blahggy.com  actually did give herself those special massages and said it really helped. She's a tiny woman and had a much smaller child than I'm looking at popping out, but It may not hurt to try it. 
  So, it's a short one, you're welcome for that, I'm off to massage myself...