Sure I gross myself out, but I can't seem to stop. It's not just eating...it's eating SWEETS. I can eat a normal meal...but afterward I have an insane craving for cake, cookies, brownies, sweet cereal...whatever I can find. And it really is almost all the time.
Also, I literally don't know what to do with these new boobs of mine. I've never had a large chest and now that it's substantially larger, I don't know how to take care of it. I won't wear a nursing bra - very bulky. And I was wearing just a little tank bra for awhile, but now the girls are sinking south. But the magazines said that wouldn't happen!!
Liars.
I showcased them in a low-cut top by complete accident the other day. I just put on a v-neck I've had for awhile and it was like I had just bought a brand new shirt. Looked totally different.
Honestly? I don't care for it.
I mean, I love, love, love nursing my Lily. Nothing in the world like it.
But the engorgement, the leaking, the clothes I can no longer wear, the pumping. Annoying as heck...
but worth EVERY second.
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