When I was I-don't-remember-how-old-but-way-too-young, maybe fifth grade, I started needing a bra. Not, like, "That is probably smart whenever we get around to it," but more like, "Dang, that kid has some boobs!"
For the longest time, I was mortified of the twins. I made my mom buy me my bras, I crossed my arms over my chest, you know the drill. Anything a 5'2", 110 lb girl with a D cup would do in high school to keep them hidden.
As I got older, I started to get more used to them. I bought them nice, pretty bras, named them (Hall and Oates). On occasion, they would do things in return for me - get guys to buy me drinks, etc. I still kind of saw them as a nuisance that was hard to dress around, however.
It sometimes feels like the last 13.5 months of my life have centered around my chesticles. It is more accurate that it has had to do with Alice's need to regularly drain them of nourishment, but it would shock you how many times a day my breasts come into my brain.
Anyway. Nursing is still going strong, despite a record-breaking number of setbacks (that is its own blog). It is a lot like wrestling an angry badger sometimes, but I do love the closeness with my girl.
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This post is so timely! I was just thinking and doing the math the other day and figured out that between the 3 kids, I spent nearly 4 years of my life breastfeeding! That was 4 years where EVERYTHING revolved around my boobs - particularly my bra and wardrobe, which had to be incredibly accomodating. B.riar weaned last November, and I STILL find it weird that I don't spend half my day lifting up my shirt!
I am so proud of you for working through all the struggles you and Miss Alice had and for making it to this point! You are awesome!
I got boobs early too... then my period, at 11. It was mortifying. But yeah, it's so weird once you have a kid because then EVERYONE sees them. I think in the first 6 months of Caitlyn's life, half the people I know saw my boobs at least once. Including my boss because she was an asshole who didn't know how to read or knock, apparently. You are a total badass for sticking to it with breastfeeding. I was exclusively pumping and gave up around the 9 month mark... I just couldn't do it anymore, it was exhausting!
I was all convinced that NOBODY would ever see my boobs when I was nursing - then my dad walked in while I was nursing in the hospital, and a company VP walked in while I was pumping. Now I'm over it, whatevs.
Haha this post is too funny. Thanks for making me smile on a crappy day. And, I'm happy you came to terms with your "chesticles" (hah!) - they couldn't have been easy to deal with as a kid. Young girls have so many other body issues to deal with too...
Jill, I suspect I know why your day was crappy, and I am so sorry.
haha. missed you on here. you are doing an amazing job with Alice :)
Another early bloomer here! You are such a rock star for sticking with the breastfeeding, despite the setbacks!
This so made me laugh and smile...mainly because a part of me is jealous (but not in a bad way :) ...first because i loved nursing and i dont get to ever again...(but im so glad you are) and second because the only time i ever had boobs was when i was nursing, lol. You have to look real close to see mine ...lol..... i love it!!!! :)
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