Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Too Much Information....

*WARNING* This post may contain too much information for some of you- especially if you've never worn a bra. In other words, Dad- you might want to skip this one.



Most of the indignities of pregnancy I remember vividly. The stretch marks, the months of puking, waddling, lots of body parts exposed to whomever walks into the room- but it would appear that some things were just too painful to be retained in my memory. Today I had to relive one of those horrible pregnant moments that I blocked from my mind.

Bra Shopping... THE HORROR !!

For many of you this entails going to Target, buying a cute bra in a size slightly larger than normal and going on your merry way. No so for me. On a good, non pregnant day, my girls are larger than average- and my bras resemble industrial strength straight jackets- lots of hooks, closures and reinforced seams. But, like all things, this changes when I'm pregnant. If I didn't have to look at them everyday I would swear that boobs this size do not appear in nature (only porn stars and on the Real Housewives of Orange County).

So, after several weeks (months) of denial, and a few moments of near strangulation I finally gave in and went bra shopping. I thought that my best chance was Macys (they don't make my size at Target)- so I went in. There was NO WAY I was going to ask for help and be the topic of every break room conversation for the next week so I just started grabbing whatever looked like it might work. Trying on bra's is traumatic under the best of circumstances but having to even glance at my pregnant self topless in a mirror under the soft glow of florescent lighting almost sent me into a panic attack. HORROR !

So, in between hypervenhtilating and trying to keep Laney from crawling into the next dressing room, I found some acceptable options. They look like something a geriatric astronoaut might wear on a space mission but they keep everything strapped down and allow for some circulation.

Can't wait to buy a nursing bra... :(

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Sorry Amy, it's a curse from your Dad's side of the family (I can say that since the whole diatribe will too such for his sensibilities and he will never know I blamed it on his gene pool) Mom

The Wieselers said...

PS- did I mention that the girl in front of my at the check out was also pregnant- guess what she bought? A RED NIGHTY !!! WTF. Doesn't she know that's the kinda crap that got her in this mess in the first place?

marciekoch said...

amy - you crack me up! sorry it's such a hassle...
the girl in front of you...too funny!

The McGary's said...

Amy, so I noticed that a lot of the other post have pictures???Chad :)