A little TMI for ya!

Denial is a bitch.

I know this now. I've known it for quite some time but of course........I denied it.

Want to know what I was in denial about?

My boobs.

I refused to believe I was gaining any weight because my boobs could still fit into my usual bra size.

Hardly the truth.

Let's just say that I could squeeze my boobs into my regular bra size..and no one mentioned anything about comfort.
I don't know how many women out there sleep with their boulder holders on or not but I do. I have to. I can't just let them hang loose as I toss back and forth because one of us (Angel or I) will be knocked out for sure. There's no one to save us except the kids and well, that 's just not a sight I want them to see.

Anyway, I have been waking up with my boobs really sore and I was a little worried because that was always the symptom I would get when I was pregnant. I did not want another baby right now.

Uh, back to the point.....

I finally had to break down and buy some new bras. I also had to guess what size I was since I wasn't fitting into the others anymore.
I won't be telling what size I am now because I am feeling a little like Dolly Parton. The upside is *snicker* My boobs aren't screaming anymore!

The torture I put myself through because I'm so cheap.