She began to pout with audible ‘phrumphs’ and exaggerated movements flopping here and there on the bed. It was during this writhing stage that Sally realized she hadn’t changed out of her nighttime pull-up. Like many kids her age, Mindi still had bedwetting problems. The doctor had said it was normal but mom, who had studied Psychology as well as Business in college, did some of her own research on the subject and suspected the stress in their home was contributing. The Reynolds’ managed it matter-of-factly like thousands of families around the country do: disposable underpants.
Over the past few months, the home policy had been that Mindi was to change out of her sleepwear first thing in the morning instead of waiting until after breakfast or ‘whenever’. “No one wants to smell your pee”, Mom had said. It was about all Sally could do to manage one kid in diapers and Mindi caring for her own bedwetting needs was one less thing on her plate – God knew that Mr. Reynolds wasn’t changing many diapers.
“Mindi, why are you still in your pull-up?”
“Mooom! I forgoooot! And I’m sooooo hungry!!”
“You’ve been doing so well at this honey – remember? First thing in the morning. Pull-up off. Panties on.”
She started to a fake moaning cry with no movement toward to bathroom. Jen was starting to squawk and talk, trying to shift attention to her. This can’t be my life, Sally thought.
“Go. Now.” Sally said sternly.
Still no movement was noticeable (except the toddler who shifted strategies to bouncing on Sally’s shoulder begging and face). Why does everything have to be a test of willpower?
“Jordaaaaaan!!”, This is gonna be a long day, she thought, “Please get up and come help me!!”