Being a new mom is like embarking on a wild rollercoaster ride, filled with ups and downs, sleepless nights, and of course, the marvelous adventure of breastfeeding. But let’s talk about the elephant (or should I say, the boobs) in the room—my postpartum breasts.
Growing up in a conservative environment, I was always taught to keep my assets under wraps. But now, three months postpartum, I’ve outgrown all my bras and my boobs have been making their presence known to the world. And let me tell you, finding a well-fitting, supportive, and stylish bra has become quite the adventure!
I invested a small fortune in bras right after giving birth, thinking they would last me through this journey. Little did I know that my milk supply would go into turbo mode, leaving my old bras in the dust.
Yesterday afternoon, right before picking up my son from school, I found myself standing in front of the mirror for 30 minutes questioning my whole life! I contemplated whether I could still pull off my beloved tank crop top I used to rock with confidence.
But with my newfound boobaliciousness, it felt like a game of peek-a-boo gone wrong. Should I embrace this newfound cleavage or cover up for the school pickup? Decisions, decisions.
Can you believe I paced around my room for 30 minutes questioning if was still allowed to wear this.
In that pivotal moment, I channeled my inner rebel and said, “To heck with it!” and I decided to strut my stuff and wear that crop top anyway.
I finally said “Screw it!”
After all, these magnificent postpartum boobs are just a temporary chapter in my life, and I’m determined to embrace every curve and contour they bring.
Sure, I may get a few curious glances or envious gazes, but who cares? This is my body, a testament to motherhood. It’s a reminder that I’ve nourished and nurtured my little one with these very boobs. They may be larger than life right now, but they carry a story of love and resilience.
Remember, mama, this too shall pass, and while we navigate the ups and downs of our postpartum bodies, let’s rock it, own it, and radiate that inner glow. Because in the end, the most beautiful thing about motherhood is the love we give and the love we have for ourselves.
Cheers to our marvelous, ever-evolving postpartum boobs! You’re all doing an amazing job, and don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.
With love and body positivity,
Miri
Reclaiming MomBod 