“Mommy?”

I heard her sweet little voice. Ugh. I knew right away why I was being poked in my face to wake from a sound sleep. My eyes twittered open to the face of my angel, my bed wetting angel. Another wet night to clean up.

Time to get moving. A 1 AM bath. Trying to track down clean PJ’s. Praying that I have dry, clean sheets to put back on her bed. Trying to stay really quiet without waking anyone, especially the crazy dogs. OK. The dark is not working. Where are the lights switches?

Yes. We have some hectic nights in our home. I would say at least once a month we have a bed wetting accident which is mild - compared to some families. Our accidents are usually a result of a late weekend night with too much to drink and not enough potty breaks before bedtime.

The crappy part is that sometimes she wakes up in the night and moves to the sofa, where an accident happens, so there goes a week of washing out the foam, drying, and all the other great stuff that comes along with peeing on mom’s couch.

So, the plastic is already on the mattress, wondering if I should put plastic on the sofa as a “just in case?” What really sucks about the sofa one - if she has her accident during a long week of rain. So much for sitting the cushions outside and washing / drying. Hmmm… idea!

I should just put plastic up all over - no pee, no food on the floors, no drinks spilt - heck covers the dogs too. I mean, no one listens to mom when she says, “No food or drinks out of the kitchen!”

TTFN ~

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