Dear OG boobs,
I miss you. I know, I said I wouldn’t care if you were here or not, but I do. I know that I didn’t say goodbye to you both before I decided to cut you off and replace you, I should have. I should have had one last HOORAH before we parted ways. I don’t know what that would have looked like, but I didn’t celebrate all that you gave me, I only wanted to rid of what you could give me.
OG boobs, I miss you and I want you to know…..
I miss the way you sagged. You sagged from 2 babies eating their first meals from you and because of that, I miss needing a push up bra to make you both perk up! However, I also miss needing a sports bra so I could keep you both contained and not up in my face when I ran. You really had a mind of your own there for a while.
I miss my non-sculpted huge areolas. You may have been ginormous but you were mine. Lefty, you are now a perfectly sculpted circle and righty, you didn’t want to change. You stayed the same. Thanks for the little bit of normalcy.