That just happened

I woke up and had to pee sooooooooo bad. Two big problems with that...hubby was pooping (he takes forever) and we only have one bathroom. There's certainly not enough privacy in the backyard for me to go out there and I know I'm not going to make it down the street to the corner store. So...I went in. I didn't just casually walk in either. That would have prompted questions. I needed the pure shock and confusion of a panicked break in to avoid immediate questions. That way he'd just do what I needed him to before he had a chance to think about it. So I burst in, open the shower door, pull my pajama pants down, I grabbed his hand to brace myself (I'm 9 months prego and over due), and oh my sweet relief. When I finished I finally made eye contact and asked for toilet paper. We both just started laughing. Thank goodness he thought it was funny. Inside...im dying from embarrassment.