april 27- a blog i stole from someone

this really hit home... hope you enjoy it!

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I need to publicly apologize to every woman who has ever been pregnant since the dawn of time.

We have mocked you. DH and I. Relentlessly. What’s with the sweatpants? Why are you waddling? Stop touching your belly like it is precious!

I’m sorry. I’m not waddling yet but I always thought it was just laziness that made pregnant women waddle. Now I know that your hips feel like they are an extra 10 inches apart and you have a log between your knees. I have to feel like I’m walking pigeon-toed to be walking normal! And your hips just hurt. They are definitely moving around and just don’t seem to sit right anymore. And, I’m not even big yet!

My belly is precious! I love touching it. It is like stroking my baby and sending her waves of love from my hand inside. It isn’t to get attention from anyone but my baby.

Sweatpants…ok I still think this is terrible. Wearing sweatpants in public if you aren’t going to the gym should be punishable by 5 years community service. Seriously, there is no reason not to look good when you are pregnant. There are lots of elastic waist pants that aren’t sweatpants - get some! Sweatpants are for home and gym - that’s it!

That brings me to another pet peeve. I hate when pregnant women say “oh, I’m so fat. I look so ugly. My husband must be so turned off.” SHUT UP. You aren’t fat, you are building a human being. Remember those layers of fat are gifts from Heaven to ensure your survival and that of your baby. You don’t look ugly, you look pregnant. A belly huge with life is more beautiful than a flat belly full of celery and diet coke. If your husband thinks you look ugly then he is a jerk. I’m sorry, pure and simple. Your husband should be enamored of your beautiful body and the amazing miracle it is producing. Seriously, if your husband is that callous of a person are you sure you want him to father your daughters? What you think about effects how you feel and what you do. So, shut up and stop saying you are fat.

I am the culmination and continuation of centuries of motherhood. I am nature at its best. Round and lush and beaming with the miracle of life. You are too. Don’t forget it.

Even when you waddle.

feb 26- the tale of two cities

caution: this is the documented life story of my boobs

sooo.. here's the story: before max, since high school, i'd been wearing a DD. while pregnant with max i got up to about a G. i found G bras at motherhood, in the nursing bra section... no problem!
well, after max, the G's that i had weren't fitting, and the DD's weren't fitting either. so in november i got measured at victoria's secret- THE bra store right?- and they tell me that they don't carry my size. :/ i was practically in tears! the saga of my chest has always been one that depresses me. always having to get up and dress them everyday... not being able to wear "cute" shirts and dresses for fear of disastrous cleavage! anyway... so, victorias secret not carrying my size was equivalent to a death sentence for even more of my clothes!
in december, thadd and i are going through the mall here in hawaii and they have a fredricks. i'd never shopped there before- but hey- there are bras in the window! i go in, get measured, and sure enough, i'm an F now. woo-hoo! they carry my size! and they have cute ones too! (let's be real, we all want cute undies!) and they're relatively cheap! i was happy for like a week!
so i wear the F for mere weeks, then we discover we're pregnant again. my immediate thought (after the pure joy) is- uh oh, i'm going to have to find more bras! so i wear the F and then the Gs and then after a few months the Gs aren't fitting anymore. so, last week, i find a reputable measurement site, (there are lots of sites that can't be trusted- so be careful if you're looking) and get out my tape measure. 38I people! i'm not kidding. that's I as in Igloo! and where does a person find a 38I you may be asking... well, i'm asking the same question!!! i've googled my little heart away and found little to nothing. (and there's certainly no selection for me in styles i'd really wear!) my sister calls most of them "vintage"... like a 20s era cone bra that goes halfway down to your belly button. i just. will. not. wear. that! i just don't go for cone-ish boobs. if you happen to own this bra---------------->
then please take no offense... it's just not for me.
i did find 1 (one!) at lane bryant. now, mind you, they have TONS of cute bras that they carry in a whole gamut of sizes. (like my favorite, 56B!) but they have 1 (yes ONE!) that they carry in 38I. and it was on clearance. so i ordered it immediately. i don't want to buy 3 or 4 and then outgrow them next month. so i just ordered one. nordstrom's had one as well- it was $88. i didn't order that one. (i'm almost that desperate- but not quite.)
jeez, where do i go from here? i wasn't a G with max until the second trimester. so who knows what the fleck will transform me into! i could be an M or something... i shudder to think. i really hope that nursing will bring me back down to a reasonable size. otherwise i'm just going to have to gain a ton of weight to offset a really enormous chest!
resources, anyone? where can i get non-plus sized large cup sizes? pleeeeease help! i'm out of options.
(anyone have the number to omar the tent maker?)