Boob denial.

I've never had much in the boob department. Basically, I wear a bra to give me boobs. I knew my boobs had gotten a lot bigger while I have been pregnant, but I kept forgetting to go out and get a new bra. I have been wearing sports bras a lot so it hasn't been a huge problem, but when I did wear my regular bras I would have marks once I took it off where it had been digging into me. I just kept forgetting to buy a new one, or was too lazy to try some on when I did remember. I remembered last week when I was at Target and grabbed a 34 B and went into the dressing room with some other clothing. I was surprised when it was too small, yet in too much of a hurry to put my clothes back on and go get some other sizes.

I finally decided this week to try on multiple sizes and get a bra that actually fit. I think I stood in front of the mirror with my jaw on the floor for a good 30 seconds when the 34 C fit. 34C? I grabbed it last minute just for shits & giggles. I tried it on 3 more times today at home before I took the tags off because I was still in denial that I actually had boobs. Booby denial.