Good Enough

One of the “perks” of this pregnancy. I think it’s a sign I’m having a girl. My body seems to like carrying females better than males.

Males make them droop. Immediately. Within minutes of becoming pregnant.

This became clear with my first pregnancy.

I had always been on the smaller side. Nothing I ever complained about, I was a dancer, a B cup. They were perky.  Sometimes I went without a bra and no one was the wiser. About three months before my wedding they grew a whole cup size. I was very pleased. I was the proud owner of C cups and still they could stand on their own.

My new husband and I had all the eagerness to start a family quickly and 1 and 1/2 months after our wedding the stick said positive. And my lovely girls drooped. IMMEDIATELY. I’m not kidding. It was a sad and weird time for my body. No one warned me that would happen. And after nursing Buster for 9 months they never returned.

Until I became pregnant with Missy. They re-inflated, and were as beautiful as ever. I loved being pregnant with my girl. My skin cleared, I didn’t get the back fat I had with Buster, and the “girls” were fun to have around again. I’m just saying.

Well I don’t have to tell you that Bubba came along and they left again. I thought maybe it was a fluke. We chose not to know the gender of the baby. But he came along and I began to notice the pattern.

All I’m saying is they’re back again. I’ve missed them. I know they won’t be around for long because I only have about 9 weeks left.  

Saying goodbye will be hard.

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