Mondays' Muttered Mumblings

To begin, I must confess that I was a bed wetter, Adorable Hubby was also a bed wetter. Yeah I know, falls under the label of 'too much information', oh well, if you're horrified try putting your fingers in your eyes and saying la la la... 'cause it's gonna get worse folks! It's Monday!

Sunday morning around 7:00 am I was curled up in bed trying to get every minute of sleep possible before 9:00 am church. Suddenly I realized I wasn't dreaming the sensation of a warm stream of water spraying me in the rump. I got out of bed pretty quickly but it was wayyyy to late. I was soaked, so soaked that I wondered for a moment if I had actually suffered a flashback to childhood and wet myself.

If anyone out there has any suggestions on how to handle a bed wetter I'd love to hear them. This little guy is 6 and we have tried everything, from restricting liquids in the evenings to getting him up every two hours for a bathroom trip. Overnight diapers help of course but don't address the larger issue of his not being able to relax and empty his bladder until he is curled up safe and warm against Mom or Dads' back or warm and safe in his own bed.

We are very gentle with him considering the genetics and all; but are starting to get a bit desperate. Suggestions, anyone.