~~~~~~~~~~~~The Sleepover from Hell~~~~~~~~~~~~
Each time a friend asked me to sleepover, I would fill with a sense of dread. I was a major bed-wetter. Normally, I would beg off by feigning some mysterious illness; on this occasion, I decided to take my chances. The God of Luck wasn't on my side, my friends. Oh no. The sleepover started with me and my four friends consuming copious amounts of 7-Up and had one helluva burping contest. We were such little ladies. Then, we watched a scary movie--the only thing that could soothe our nerves was more 7-Up. I'm pretty sure you can see where this is going. I sprung a leak around 2:00 a.m. (I'm surprised I lasted that long). One of my "friends"--(I will totally refer to this bunch of girls as quote-finger-friends b/c they turned out to be not-so-friendly.) got her mom. The sheets were soaked; I was soaked and mortified. The mom was SUPER SMART and said, (hand to God) "Let's flip the sheets over." Okay. So I'm in third-grade but I was pretty sure that, logistically speaking, this wouldn't help. And, hot damn if I wasn't spot-on. So the 4 of us gingerly piled back on the bed--their side was totally dry, my side was uh, not dry. Thank GOD I didn't go to the same school as the other girls. Thank GOD I was in 3rd grade and not middle school because middle school girls are assholes. Thank GOD they invented pull-ups in time for the next sleepover.
Wow...that was a lot of information. In the coming days, you can look forward to these cautionary tales and precious moments of Childhood Fun:
Bed-Wetting Solutions (and I'm not talking soap and water)
This is How You Run
And one from the last decade...
The Full Monty Because of my Mom
(This will eventually make sense)
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Ouch, that really sucks.
I didn't stay at a lot of friend's houses when I was younger because I would get really homesick. I still do actually, but now it's a little bit better. You know, now that I'm a "grown-up" and all.
fess up. this was last week wasn't it. you an your gfriends had a sleepover and you wet the bed. this entire '3rd grade' thing is a cover up. and it's not called pullups. it's called depends.
ok. i'll stop now.
thanks for telling this mortifying story. poor kid.
i wonder if this experience made you stronger or weaker. (see. i'm an overthinker too)
Little girls are such assholes. I should know - I was totally the one sticking my "friend's" hand in warm water whenever she slept over. I'm not proud.
Sleep issues are fine when you're a kid - it's when you're a grown up and you're still a sleep-talker/walker that you begin to get a bit worried that you're some sort of freak. *hangs head in shame*
I was a bed wetter for a spell too.
But I wasn't allowed to go on sleepovers. My dad didn't trust other parents.
i didn't wet the bed.
i puked. a lot.
ask bridge...she'll vouch. i bet her mom hated my ass.
Oy.
Girls are HORRIBLE.
I personally think experiences like these shaped you into the smart and witty woman you are today.
Huxxah!
Well you are all so sweet :)
I wet the bed for FOREVER. And? I had a "Wee Alarm" on my bed, which was pretty much HELL ON EARTH.
I can not believe the mom there. What a way to make a bad situation worse. Geeze. Making them sleep on it?? Oh cringe worthy. I'm so sorry you had to go through that, blah.
Also? Hooray for pull-ups!
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