Christy may be abandoning me, but at least I have the company of The Twins to console me.
I can count on them to catch my tears, as well as the cupcake crumbs that will be showering them as I try to fill the Christy-shaped void in my heart with refined carbohydrates. They should stick around for the remaining eight weeks of my pregnancy, then nearly burst during postpartum engorgement, be rejected by my baby, and promptly shrivel back to wrinkly shells of their former selves.
Talk about a bright side.
(Photo taken by Angella. It really does pay to have photographer friends.)
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I hear ya sistah.
Mine are back to the beginnings of shrivelville.
And yes, they were also rejected by my babe. The boy just couldn’t open his mouth wide enough. (That sounds horrible! but true!) AND I didn’t make enough for his enormous appetite.
Ah well, at least I’m back in cute bras. :)
I tend to refer to mine as the “boobie trap” and I’m not pregnant. I guess I was just “blessed”. (NOT!) Trust me, if they were around all the time you’d be sick of them :)
i’d LOVE to do a post about my boobs being too big!!! the grass is always greener…
I am glad I caught them in all of their glory :)
The only thing better than a good friend is a nice set of ta-tas. Enjoy.
Haahaaa! Oh, do I ever relate. I have to be careful if someone is standing right next to me; if I turn to quickly, I can knock them unconscious with my MASSIVE, POST-PARTUM CANS.
Mine are well on their way to becoming a good catch all for left over dinner crumbs. I think I found half a waffle cone in there as I was taking off my bra the other night.
You are so cute!
You look fantastic. And I’m hoping my little things grow in the next seven months. I’d love it if they and the belly were the only things to grow but I think Chipotle and my hunger have other plans.
Hilarious.
HILARIOUS….you are still my FireCake.
That is funny!
I’m sending you good nursing “vibes” :) This little dolly on the way just may surprise you. Then you’ll get to enjoy your girth for another year :)
Milk on tap. It’s a good thing.
Haha! Too funny. My boss is pregnant with twins, and her “twins” also catch all her crumbs. It is a running joke around the office. It’s a handy storage spot for snacks for later. hah!
This is so funny I had to read it to my husband! LOL! So much to look forward to (again!)
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Hubba bubba mama! Love that pic…and yes, unfortunately ‘twin peaks’ are replaced by ‘nevada flats’ after child bearing. Me knows personally of what I speak!
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