Your skis back on you putter about out the front of the restaurant. Mama and Lucy are in the loo (the line got a little bit shorter over lunch) while mum is waiting by the door.
You can feel the need to go again and quickly decide it’s better out than in. So, after glancing around, you try to relax and go. Thinking about the warm wetness of your nappy, you manage to relax and go almost immediately. Your nappy seems to swell more but you can’t hear a sound over the breeze. When you’re done you squirm, feeling the swollen nappy between your thighs. You’re not sure how much more the nappy can take.
As you look back at the restaurant hoping to see mama and Lucy strolling out, you are instead greeted by mum coming to a stop.
“All good?” she asks.
“Yep!” you reply with a nod, your face flushed.