My husband humiliated me in front of his friends for wearing protective underwear after childbirth — but then one of his closest friends stood up and reacted in a way none of us expected.
A year ago, I gave birth to triplets. Carrying three babies placed enormous strain on my body, especially my pelvic floor.
Even months later, coughing, sneezing, laughing too hard, lifting something heavy, or moving too quickly could sometimes cause an accident before I had any chance to control it.
It was not something I wanted. And it certainly was not because I had failed to take care of myself.
On difficult days, I quietly wore discreet protective underwear so I would not have to spend every moment worrying about humiliating myself.
The only person who knew was my husband, Brandon. Unfortunately, Brandon seemed to think my condition was hilarious.
Yesterday evening, he invited six of his friends to our home outside Columbus, Ohio, to watch the game.
I spent the afternoon making chili, setting out bowls of chips, and making sure everyone had drinks.
While I was carrying a stack of empty plates toward the kitchen, a sudden burst of laughter came from the living room.
I stopped. Brandon was standing beside the television with something in his hand.
My stomach dropped when I realized what it was. The package of protective underwear I kept hidden beneath the towels in our bathroom cabinet.
