I’m 17 weeks with our first. Constipation has been my enemy this entire pregnancy.

Soooo, I’m bouncing on my yoga ball because it relieves my back pain and I heard it can help your colon.

I’m just rolling around and watching Vanderpump Rules (don’t judge) and I keep getting cramps. I ignore them because they’re common.

But after five minutes pass, I realize this is a bathroom emergency. I jump up and race to the bathroom - cats galloping beside me because they think it’s playtime.

Lo’ and behold, I did NOT make it in time. 😳

I frantically take off my underwear to clean myself and my husband walks in. I say, “don’t laugh - I pooped myself!”

The jerk laughs (but helps me out by getting me new undies).

Ughh. Pregnancy is gross. 🤷🏻‍♀️