21. I wet the bed until I was 13 years old.
i really did wet the bed until i was 13...and now i wonder what actually made me stop when i turned 13...(i am just glad that i did!)
i wet the bed almost every night...my poor mom i am sure that she hated it...but i can't remember her complaining too much...but i DO remember my sister vickie complaining...i think she complained because we shared a bed (hehe)...
i had a rountine...i would wake up in a warm puddle of pee...get up...go wash myself off...put on clean panties...go get a towel and a dry blanket...i would put the towel over the wet spot and cover up with the dry blanket and go right back to sleep...if i was lucky i only had to do this once a night...one time i remember digging through the silverware drawer in the middle of the night..i was half asleep...and i knew i was looking for panties in the silverware drawer...and i knew that i wasnt going to find any...but i was still somewhat asleep (and confused) yet i was awake enough to remember it...(i know that sounds weird...but i am kind of a freak ya know)...then my mom walked in the kitchen and said...'LUANN!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING???!?!?" and i looked at her and said 'looking for some dry panties'...i think it was at that point that i snapped fully awake...looked at her again...shut the silverware drawer...hung my head...and went to my room...
i would never EVER spend the night with my friends...for fear that i would pee in their bed...one time i did have a friend stay the night with me...and she slept with me and vickie and sure enough i peed...it was horrible...i woke up..and my friend woke up...i swore to her that i didnt do it...and i blamed it on vickie...she acted like she believed me...but i know that she didnt...especially since the BIG wet spot was right under me...and my gown was soaking wet...(oh by the way...sorry vick! heehee)
anyway...i am glad to say that i did finally stop wetting the bed...although i must confess that when i was pregnant with one of the boys...i had to go pee in the middle of the night...and the cross between being about 8 months pregnant...waiting too long to get up and go...and having to crawl over phillip to get out of the bed was a bad mix...
when i put my leg over phillip to get out of the bed...i just peed all over his feet...i couldnt help it...i tried...but it was no use...luckily he forgave me...and i havent peed on him or in the bed since! :P
i really did wet the bed until i was 13...and now i wonder what actually made me stop when i turned 13...(i am just glad that i did!)
i wet the bed almost every night...my poor mom i am sure that she hated it...but i can't remember her complaining too much...but i DO remember my sister vickie complaining...i think she complained because we shared a bed (hehe)...
i had a rountine...i would wake up in a warm puddle of pee...get up...go wash myself off...put on clean panties...go get a towel and a dry blanket...i would put the towel over the wet spot and cover up with the dry blanket and go right back to sleep...if i was lucky i only had to do this once a night...one time i remember digging through the silverware drawer in the middle of the night..i was half asleep...and i knew i was looking for panties in the silverware drawer...and i knew that i wasnt going to find any...but i was still somewhat asleep (and confused) yet i was awake enough to remember it...(i know that sounds weird...but i am kind of a freak ya know)...then my mom walked in the kitchen and said...'LUANN!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING???!?!?" and i looked at her and said 'looking for some dry panties'...i think it was at that point that i snapped fully awake...looked at her again...shut the silverware drawer...hung my head...and went to my room...
i would never EVER spend the night with my friends...for fear that i would pee in their bed...one time i did have a friend stay the night with me...and she slept with me and vickie and sure enough i peed...it was horrible...i woke up..and my friend woke up...i swore to her that i didnt do it...and i blamed it on vickie...she acted like she believed me...but i know that she didnt...especially since the BIG wet spot was right under me...and my gown was soaking wet...(oh by the way...sorry vick! heehee)
anyway...i am glad to say that i did finally stop wetting the bed...although i must confess that when i was pregnant with one of the boys...i had to go pee in the middle of the night...and the cross between being about 8 months pregnant...waiting too long to get up and go...and having to crawl over phillip to get out of the bed was a bad mix...
when i put my leg over phillip to get out of the bed...i just peed all over his feet...i couldnt help it...i tried...but it was no use...luckily he forgave me...and i havent peed on him or in the bed since! :P
6 comments:
I have a whole new appreciation for Phillip now. The man is a fucking SAINT.....
See, I would have blamed it on Vickie too. I just can't lie well under pressure.
Apparently, neither can you.
I laughed at your frank talk about your family secret. I, too, wet the bed every night until I was 12. It ended when I had the choice of wetting the bed or having a morning erection. The latter controlled the bladder. Being a boy I slept with milk bottles and had my father threatening to put elastics around "it". At least, you didn't have to suffer these indignities.
First of all, I'm cracking up that you looked for panties in the silverware drawer! Second, you pee'd on Phillip? Lord have mercy ;)
god, that's great!!! you nasty nasty girl... m-
Oh my...you peed on your husband. Too funny. I didn't know you were into "golden showers!"
Well, Lu, Like I always say ~ "it's better to be pissed off than pissed on." Hello to SES!! *huggies*
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