Showing posts with label boobs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label boobs. Show all posts
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
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.
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.
Thursday, March 17, 2011
I am a bad blogger, and have nothing to write a whole post about recently. But, lucky you, I have random thoughts to pass the time.
Pregnancy=sex dreams. Score.
I am actually going to fill out my bikini top this summer. Huge Score!
I think my dog is prejudice. Come to think of it, I should write a full post on this.
I'm back at the gym now. I notice that my treadmill is set slower than the senior citizens in front of me. I always hope no one else is paying attention.
I sometimes let random shortened words make their way into emails to people that do not frequent message boards. I then wonder if they think my e-mail has been hacked by a 7th grade girl.
Pregnancy=sex dreams. Score.
I am actually going to fill out my bikini top this summer. Huge Score!
I think my dog is prejudice. Come to think of it, I should write a full post on this.
I'm back at the gym now. I notice that my treadmill is set slower than the senior citizens in front of me. I always hope no one else is paying attention.
I sometimes let random shortened words make their way into emails to people that do not frequent message boards. I then wonder if they think my e-mail has been hacked by a 7th grade girl.
Monday, March 7, 2011
And he claims to be a butt man.
Me: You have to look at the photos you took of my bump. You can really tell a difference.
Husband: Oh yeah.....We should have taken pictures of your boobies. They've doubled in size.
::pause to grab::
Well, at least this one.
Speaking of bump photos, thanks for all the love on my last post. You sure know how to make me smile.
Husband: Oh yeah.....We should have taken pictures of your boobies. They've doubled in size.
::pause to grab::
Well, at least this one.
Speaking of bump photos, thanks for all the love on my last post. You sure know how to make me smile.
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