Gotta Go, Gotta Go, Gotta Go Right Now

I have gained such a sympathy for those suffering from overactive bladder syndrome in the last few weeks. The frequency of which I have to "go" has gotten out of control. Baby Boy #2 is quite the boxer or kick boxer (I can't tell which limbs are flailing around on me), and my bladder is his punching bag. My night's rest has become so interrupted with frequent trips to the bathroom, that I am beginning to think that I will be more well rested once he is out and my mind changes it's tune to, "and I don't have to go right now!"

Probably unlikely though!