Ok - I've been on fertility meds for 2.5 years now, but hadn't needed to buy a new bra until now. I often didn't wear one at all in fact, but other times I needed to sleep in a sports bra because my breasts hurt so badly. That has been the case recently, and discovering that the only bra-like thing that I had that would a) fit and b) was clean was my bikini, sent me shopping.
When I started all of this trying-to-get-pregnant stuff, I weighed about 30 lbs less, and was a small 36B. Today? The lowest size that didn't feel tight and might actually have a smidgen of room to grow? 40D. I came out of the dressing room, having gone out and back again with bigger and bigger sizes several times, in complete and utter shock. Add to that the fact that the only one that really felt like it game me (the same me who just last winter went weeks without wearing one at all) enough support was a *nursing* bra!
So, here I am; morning-noon-and-night sick (albeit mildly), hot flashy, going through my welcome to Motherhood Maternity goodie bag in my new nursing bra. I can't get over this. My goodie bag has a bottle and a pacifier in it! Yikes! I joked with the ladies at the store that *mine* should have come with a pregnancy test!
Oh well. At least I have a bra that I ought to get plenty of use out of in the next few years, provided my breasts don't get any *bigger!*
As far as my artist's block goes, I think I figured it out - I had been trying to think how to show my connection to the Earth that I am tapping into for strength. I am still working psychologically on how I am going to do that, so I think that I am going to set the belly aside and just work on imaging Nature herself, and worry about how to relate my prego belly to it later. I just can't do big psychological processing on a deadline - go figure!
As it is, I have deadlines like mad coming up - weird quilts tomorrow (discovered that I LOVE my new beading technique with monofilament, but don't want to incorporate it into the piece after all), one of the trad quilts for the girls for their first birthday at the end of the month (they won't know that it is only Kira's and not Amelia's anyway), and the IS piece, newly reconceptualized and not at all designed yet, by Aug 31. Add to this that I am going to be visiting with my cousins and nephews next weekend for about 5 days, and my time is feeling *very* short. Too bad my body isn't up for marathons right now!
Baby steps. (Feels like my theme right now, eh?) Lol...
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Well, we must have a good fitting bra. My favorite make-overs are when the women are given a good bra and are amazed at what size they really are. A good bra hoists those puppies back up where they were way back when! My husband laughs at how happy I am when I get a new set of bras. Whenever I decide that it's time, I get my favorite in black, white and beige. I have a great fear of looking like I popped out of National Geographic. Not happening if I can help it.
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