Bras

I hardly ever wore bras before I got pregnant, but by about five months it was positively indecent, and I struggled to find something that fit properly. This was complicated by the fact that I was having a lot of rib pain, which made anything tight across the ribs unbearable - prickly nervy itchy type pain that drove me crazy. I was complaining to a well-endowed friend about how uncomfortable I was, and she sort of rolled her eyes and commented that most women had to learn to tolerate the discomfort of wearing bras sometime in high school, that I had gotten off lucky to have had an extra twenty years without them.

Before I got pregnant I wore a 34A. The bra that fit me best in June was a 42NB (which stands for "nearly B", as I learned). I went to a pro this week to get fitted for a nursing bra, and I was a 36B. This means that my rib cage expanded EIGHT INCHES when I was carrying the baby high, and in the last three weeks as she's dropped my rib cage has contracted SIX INCHES. Also my rib pain has almost completely subsided, much to my relief.

I got a polka-dot nursing bra, even though it's a little silly looking - babies like looking at black and white contrast patterns in their first six months of life, so maybe it'll keep her interested when she's nursing. Then again, maybe she will start associating me with a Holstein cow...