After another bedwetting incident, I finally got fed up with washing the sheets more than once every 3 months.
Washing them a few times a week was really getting to me.
Found some old pullups someone had given us years ago and thought I’d try some kind of threat thing – “If you wet your bed agian, you’re going to have to wear a nappy!”
See, what he just doesn’t get is that regression (whilst, so I’m told, is perfectly normal) just adds to Mother Guilt and the perceived failings of me as a mother.
Despite is highly likely physiological cause, it still means I haven’t done my job properly.
And I don’t want him wearing things like that to bed. That means I’m resigned to the fact that I’m a failure as a Mum, I have admitted it and given up on my goodness.