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\"Abby<\/a><\/div>\n

When Jack was about 4 weeks old I was finally able to stand for longer periods of time without feeling like all of my internal organs were going to fall out of my vagina. I started getting dressed more and going on walks. My episiotomy had mostly healed so I could sit flat on my butt without having to tilt my ass to the side like I was about to let out a fart. We chose to celebrate one weekend by going to the grocery store for the first time as a family.<\/p>\n

I was so excited. I took a long shower while Josh played with Jack. I got dressed in a nice outfit; a pair of sweatpants and a tank top. I slicked my hair back into a pony tail. I felt fancy, clean and refreshed. We got Jack into the car seat, which he hates with a passion, but we were able to make it with no major incidents. When we got there I chose to just hold Jack in my arms. I was prepared to strut around the grocery store letting Josh pick out the groceries while I showed off my new man.<\/p>\n

It all played out as I had hoped. Aisle after aisle people came rushing over to check him out and congratulate us. I stuck my nose in the air and pranced around. I kissed Jack\u2019s head when there was a crowded area to draw attention to myself. I walked away from my husband several times, leaving him behind for more populated areas of the store. I was so proud I was bursting.<\/p>\n

When we returned home I sat on the couch to nurse Jack to sleep while my husband unloaded the groceries. As I usually did back then I stayed seated so that Jack could take his nap on me. Boobie nap as we call it here. Jack woke up a while later. My husband took him to change his diaper. I got myself something to drink. I saw a piece of paper I needed on the counter and put it in my pocket. I pulled my hand back to push it forward into my pocket. I missed the edge. I did it again. I missed. I tried several more times to put this piece of paper in my pocket. No luck. I look down confused at why my pocket seemed to have disappeared. \u201cOh my god! Josh! My fucking pants are on inside out!\u201d<\/p>\n

Abby Theuring, MSW (Happens to the best of us)
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