Alright ladies and gents, brace yourselves, because this blog is dedicated solely to my rapidly growing pregnant bust! That's right, I have zero shame in discussing the changes going on with my body including my girls and I feel the need to get this off my chest…pun intended!
Most women have told me they loved their pregnant breasts, but I think it's safe to say that I am not in the majority here. I did not need any assistance in this department as I have always fluctuated between a 32 or 34 C and D. From the beginning these puppies were nothing short of sore and swollen, but somehow I didn't realize just how much more they'd grow throughout my pregnancy, or at least this early on (I'm 16 weeks). About three weeks ago I took a trip to Motherhood Maternity for a new bra. That lovely new bra is already too tight! I realize my hormones are off the charts, but good gracious, what the hell is going on in there?! It's not as if my milk is coming in yet, but these bad boys just keep on growing. At this rate I'll be friends with the entire alphabet by the time February rolls around! Of course, I told my husband the other night I'm looking forward to when these suckers deflate and he instantly responded, "NO!" Go figure, a man excited for larger fuller breasts. He keeps making comments like, "Look at those things!" Yes honey, I see them. In fact, how the hell could anyone miss them?! When I lie down I feel like I'm being suffocated by my breasts! My husband, in all his breast glory, thinks it's fabulous. At least someone in this house is loving them!
Last week one of my girlfriends told me they look like watermelons. All I could respond with was laughter and "no kidding!" Melons, mountains or bust, these babies are out of control and unstoppable. I also told her I'm seriously thinking about taking progression shots of my bust. I mean they seem to be growing as quickly or quicker than my belly, so why the hell not?! While I'd much rather have any extra weight in my bust than in my butt; I'm still not loving how large and in charge my chest area is. And I'm also not convinced my rear-end won't start playing catch up. Lord knows my lower body has always been the hardest part to maintain. I recently saw a post on Facebook from another friend sharing a description of how much everything weighs during pregnancy. This lovely chart tells me my breasts weigh one to two pounds. Sorry folks, but I am quite confident I'm packing more than two pounds in each breast. In fact, another one of my fellow preggie friends told me she weighed hers on a food scale. I nearly fell off my couch when I read her email explaining this, amazing. Anyway, while I will not disclose her number, I can tell you they are certainly bigger than what this chart says is "normal." So, while everything keeps growing; I think so far my breasts are winning the race. Rumor has it they're only going to continue to expand, but I'm hopeful these suckers slow down at some point. I'm worried my feet will disappear when I look down from my larger breasts before my belly gets in the way!
I wonder, just how many women truly love their pregnant breasts? And just how many of us women really fall under the normal weight gain?