Boobies

Ta-ta's. Boobies. Fun Bags. Hooters. Gazongas. Knockers. Jugs. Melons. I could go on and on, but I think you get the point. Boobs. It's crazy how two pieces of flesh can get so much attention.

I was a late bloomer. My mom loved to joke that I shouldn't even bother wearing a bra, all I needed were band-aids. For many reasons, boobs have become an image of sexual desire {I could launch into some cultural anthropological explanations, but I might bore you to tears} I've always wanted bigger ones. That is until I got them! When I was pregnant, my boobs went from a small 32 B to LARGE 32 DD {and that was before breastfeeding} Suddenly, I was wishing for my nice small and humble breasts {thanks Shakira}

After my son quit breastfeeding, my boobs started deflating. The fun bags weren't so fun anymore. I got super self conscious about them and just didn't feel pretty.

Where am I going with this, you may ask? What I didn't realize is, that big or small, you have to respect the boobies! Without proper support, the girls will be sad. :-( I haven't bought new bras since just after Gbear was born {what was I thinking?!} I'm a penny pincher, who couldn't bring myself to spend the money on new bras when I still had ones that kinda sorta fit. Well, those days are over and the girls are glad! After spending more than I planned at VS semi annual sale, I can now say, that I respect the boobies and am just fine with my girls. So get out there, get fitted and buy a good bra. It's cheaper than a boob job!

How about you, do you have a funny name for boobs? What simple wardrobe item helps boost your self esteem?

And just because I think she's hilarious Jenna Marbles!

Random Welcome to Me

So, let me warn you, randomness to the extreme is about to occur.... but I thought I should share a bit about myself.
Where to begin.... I started exploring the possibility of bloggin while my HB (Hubby Bear... yes, I know sickening, please bear with me, promise not to always be so obnoxious!) deployed, I moved back home with my parents cause lo and behold I was having a baby. I think I'll share that story for another day, because I promise, it's quite a story.
Anyhoo, I had a little bit more free time than usual, and I discovered the blogging world. I was too afraid to join in for awhile~ what if I was terrible? what if no one cared? what if future employers, friends, etc judged me because I have a blog... do I really want to do this???
Obviously, since you're reading this now, I caved.
In the end I figured, what bad could come of this?? Let's give it a try,.... so that's what I'm doing. I swear it will get more interesting! BUT to get off on the right foot... where to begin, whaddya wanna know???
If now I'll just end up rambling.
Warning: Construction ahead, but I hope in the end I'll write something y'all enjoy ;)