A Love Letter to my Pee Pad

Here’s the thing: you read the title right, because this is a post about my pee pad. Well, that’s what we call it in my house at least. (I should clarify, of course, that my “pee pad” is actually a Poise pad/liner, and I’ve been using them almost daily for the past two years to help with light bladder leakage.) I really wish I didn’t have to put that disclosure at the top of this post, because I was honestly going to write this despite it now being a “sponsored” post. You see, last week, after having a huge coughing fit, I sent my husband a text that literally said: “I need to write my pee pad a love letter,” and not thirty minutes later, the opportunity arrived in my inbox to, indeed, write my pee pad a letter…and get paid for it.

So that’s where we’re at right now. Me, a love letter, a pee pad, and you.

Dear Pee Pad,


I used to see commercials for you when I was younger and had no issues with light bladder leakage (LBL) and think, “Man, that’s gotta suck.” I used to look at the women (usually grey-haired taking an aqua aerobics class or something like that) and relish in my youth.


And then I got pregnant for the first time.


I heard tales of pregnant women peeing a bit when they’d sneeze, laugh, or cough, but I figured that wouldn’t happen to me. Until it did. I had a horrible cold during my last trimester and that’s when I experienced LBL for the first time. It was embarrassing and I wasn’t even sure what was going on, but one cough and sneeze after another quickly taught me that I needed to get this “peeing my pants” issue under control, ASAP. And that’s when I reached for a bag of Poise. I picked you for the first time, Pee Pad, because I was a sucker for the purple packaging…it looked innocent enough and there weren’t a hundred different varieties to choose from.


To be honest, I tried some other pads and liners while looking for the right pad for me, but they just didn’t do it
for me like you did. If I’m going to have something down there, I
need it to be comfortable and I need to know that I’m not going to
think about it every five minutes.


I thought I’d be able to stray from you once I had my baby, but nope. Things just weren’t the same anymore, and I’d find myself leaking a little here and there—always at the most random times. So I invested in you; I searched for coupons and I bought you in bulk, and I wore you often, especially during cold season.


And then I got pregnant again.


Oh, Pee Pad. I just have to say thank you. Thank you for being there for me. It’s so true about what they say about second pregnancies—everything happens much faster and much earlier the second time around. Things just stretch and move so much to make room for the little baby, and my bladder takes all the wear and tear because of it. It’s like my babies find my bladder to be the best spot to nestle and they more than make themselves at home there. Sure, LBL is a small price to pay for a pretty great outcome, but I’m just glad there are options to help keep things under control.

I have absolute confidence in you and your ability to stop me from literally peeing my pants. Pee pad, you’re amazing and at the rate things are going, I have a feeling you and I will be friends for a long, long time.


Love,
A very loyal user. 

So that’s where we’re at with my love affair with my Poise Microliners. And who can blame me? They’re shockingly thin (the thinnest liners in the light incontinence category) and surprisingly absorbent (designed to absorb wetness, neutralize odor, and stay three times drier than period liners), and they literally help keep you dry and comfy all day so you can manage life’s little leaks with confidence.

Don’t believe me? If you’re one of the lucky ones who deal with LBL, Poise wants you to put their liners to the test—they’re offering a free Poise Microliner sample right now!

All pee pad letters aside, and on a completely serious note, LBL isn’t something we, as women, need to be embarrassed about. I wish, in my younger years, I realized this was something one in three women will deal with. Women—not just old ladies—but all women! Some of us can do all the kegels in the world and still have this issue. Since this is something I encounter every day, I figured more people may be in the same boat. So let’s talk! Open up in the comments below, and let me know if you’ve dealt with LBL before!