Bye bye Nursing bra
One month ago I made a shockingly overdue trip to an actual underwear shop to by some womanly underwear! Yay!
Pre baby I was the type of woman who owned more underwear than clothes yet somehow I found myself muddling through pregnancy with two slightly shapeless (but oh so comfortable) maternity bras from my second home (mothercare) and one largely useless sleep bra that barely contained my giant boobs.
Post baby I lived in a couple of unsupportive sleep nursing bras for a couple of weeks before making a tentative trip back to mothercare to purchase my first real nursing bras!
I was too scared to ask for assistance so just tried a few on until I settled for the biggest size they had in stocked which I still had to add an extender too! 😐
I always meant to go back and get measured again once my milk had settled down but...well motherhood haha.
Anyway, over a year later I have purchased some bras that feel like real underwear! I am still breastfeeding occasionally but no longer have a need for the constant quick and easy access the trusty nursing bra provides and whilst I am happy to say goodbye to the now grey and shapeless tent of fabric, covered in bobbles and holes I am also suprisingly sad.
The day i nring home my gorgeous new bras I looked at the two old nursing bras hanging on the back of our bathroom door and I felt a surge of emotion. These bras have seen so much. They have held my aching full boobs until a little voice cried out and they were set free to feed a tiny mouth. These bras have soaked up tears and leaking milk, they have caught crumbs from hastily eaten milk stimulating snacks. I've shoved I'll fittING breast pads into these bras to catch spilt milk.
These bras have been there from the beginning, tiny fingers have stroked and twisted the fabric while a tiny mouth suckles. These bras have been worn flapped down for hours during cluster feeds and been snapped open so often in so many places that they barely stay snapped up anymore.
They have been faithful and trusty but they are no longer needed. Throwing them out is a sign that we have moved on to our next chapter, my baby is growing up and we are ready to face the world and our new chapter!
Farewell trusty, shapeless boulder holders!
Pre baby I was the type of woman who owned more underwear than clothes yet somehow I found myself muddling through pregnancy with two slightly shapeless (but oh so comfortable) maternity bras from my second home (mothercare) and one largely useless sleep bra that barely contained my giant boobs.
Post baby I lived in a couple of unsupportive sleep nursing bras for a couple of weeks before making a tentative trip back to mothercare to purchase my first real nursing bras!
I was too scared to ask for assistance so just tried a few on until I settled for the biggest size they had in stocked which I still had to add an extender too! 😐
I always meant to go back and get measured again once my milk had settled down but...well motherhood haha.
Anyway, over a year later I have purchased some bras that feel like real underwear! I am still breastfeeding occasionally but no longer have a need for the constant quick and easy access the trusty nursing bra provides and whilst I am happy to say goodbye to the now grey and shapeless tent of fabric, covered in bobbles and holes I am also suprisingly sad.
The day i nring home my gorgeous new bras I looked at the two old nursing bras hanging on the back of our bathroom door and I felt a surge of emotion. These bras have seen so much. They have held my aching full boobs until a little voice cried out and they were set free to feed a tiny mouth. These bras have soaked up tears and leaking milk, they have caught crumbs from hastily eaten milk stimulating snacks. I've shoved I'll fittING breast pads into these bras to catch spilt milk.
These bras have been there from the beginning, tiny fingers have stroked and twisted the fabric while a tiny mouth suckles. These bras have been worn flapped down for hours during cluster feeds and been snapped open so often in so many places that they barely stay snapped up anymore.
They have been faithful and trusty but they are no longer needed. Throwing them out is a sign that we have moved on to our next chapter, my baby is growing up and we are ready to face the world and our new chapter!
Farewell trusty, shapeless boulder holders!
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