I just had the most epic fail of my life. My low point as a mom.

I was in Target with LO. We have a busy today and so I ran out of the house in a rush in my sweats. Light gray sweats.

As we are in the toddler clothing section, my LO begins to throw a screaming fit because I won't let her wander the toy aisle. She is arching her back, pounding her fists, and yelling and shouting. As I'm wrangling her, I realize I have to sneeze. I have no time to cross my legs, so I just sneeze. Guess what happens?

Yep. I peed my pants. Not just a dribble. Not just a splash. A full stream of urine. Into my light gray sweats. Not only do I wet my whole crotch, but you can see wetness all the way down my thighs.

So here I am, in Target, 35 weeks pregnant, struggling with a screaming child, cart full of stuff, and wearing soaking wet, peed-in gray sweat pants. Pathetic. Horrible. Embarrassing.

Needless to say, I finish my shopping. I'm a busy mom! I don't have time to come back with dry pants! As I'm checking out (LO is still screaming, threw my wallet, threw my cell phone, grabbed a handful of candy and threw it) the cashier says "do you need a napkin or a towel? You look...ummmm....wet."

Omg. Worst morning of my life.