Big Girls Don't Cry

Well, today is day two of my big girl bra. Yes, I will admit…I am a sports bra-aholic, and my girlfriends are determined to reform me. Now come on, before everyone gives me a hard time again…they are comfortable, I mean, isn’t comfort important? When did we all give in to wearing these things that pulled them up, pushed them together and then had wire attached to torture any part that dared tried to escape? I guess trying to make everyone else switch over didn’t catch on so I caved in… WAAAHHH! I have been looking for months, no lie, for one to start off with… I mean, you gotta give me a little space, switching the girls from ‘young wild and free’ to ‘strike a pose’ is quite a shock in itself so I had to ease them into it by finding one that was at least ‘semi’ comfy. Good grief, I never realized what a challenge it would be…and odds were not in my favor, small and wide is not, hummm, how do I put it, a popular thing… J Let me tell you, there are some cup sizes that are crazy, I didn’t realize some of those girls lived that far at the end of the alphabet. The other challenge is with trying to lose weight, I don’t want to spend a fortune on them because hopefully I won’t be using that size for too long… Now, the shock of being able to buy my most favorite sports bra from Wally World for a mere $6.74 was something I used to feel I could brag about, especially since I was the only girl out of all my sisters that has small ones (at least compared to theirs), I am a C cup but DD’s were considered flat chested until I came along. I consider it a blessing because their bra’s are an investment. I still swear it is because I always slept on my stomach and they just never had a chance to grow but that would contradict the reasoning for why my rolls didn’t stop growing, hummm, gotta give that some thought… Anyway, I am having a really hard time pay so much money for a big girl bra, am I paying that much extra for the underwire? Is it sterling silver? Is the cushioning a special blend? Is the satiny look spun by special weavers in some 3rd world country? jeez, you pay that much money and okay, if you are single, I can see that MAYBE you might need to put out a little more money on them, but when you are married, my husband could care less what is holding them up, in or even how they feel. I wore my new one for the first time to church yesterday and made sure all my girlfriends, at least the four that sat in the same pew as me, knew that I had my big girl bra on. It really took everything in me not to pull up my shirt and show it to them! If you understood the kind of friendship I had with all these girlies you would totally understand that this is not out of the ordinary for us. They were proud, I was proud…and deep down I felt a little more grown up, like I was wearing my first training bra. So, another milestone has been accomplished in my life, I have a black silky underwire big girl bra… And I wore it all day, and was reminded by all my friends to keep wearing it… and as I sat on the toilet, which is my ritual before I take my shower at night, my son comes running into my restroom with my bra in his hands and asks me with every ounce of seriousness, ‘mommy, can I play with this?’ and I tell him to put that back it belongs to me and NO he can’t play with it… God only knows what he had planned on doing with it… and in the back of my mind I thought of many many MANY years ahead when I could use that story to torture him, just like that bra tortured me today…