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It was beginning to leak by the leg holes 🤭🤭

Anyone walking in would have immediately known what I was wearing. Standing there in front of the mirror, trying to pull my shorts back up while hoping nobody opened the door, I felt that sinking moment of embarrassment where you know your “secret” isn’t a secret at all. The worst part wasn’t even wearing it—it was realizing how obvious it looked from every angle, wondering if people had already noticed earlier and just hadn’t said anything.

To make it even worse, I was convinced there was a noticeable urine odor hanging around me, the kind that makes you constantly wonder if everyone else can smell it too. Every rustle of the plastic seemed ten times louder than it probably was, and every person who walked by felt like they might be catching both the sight and the smell, leaving me standing there wishing I could disappear until nobody was around.

Baby boy: No, I'm fine, I just got a lot of energy from my coffee this morning.

CG: If you say so.....

Baby boy: I'm gonna go grab some dirty laundry to wash.

*Casually pooping his pants*

CG: There sure was a lot of "energy" in that coffee 😏

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