Dear nursing bras,
We had a good run, didn’t we? There were only a few of you, so you all had plenty of chances to be involved with this whole breastfeeding thing.
I’m still breastfeeding, actually, but since I’m only doing it in the morning and at night now, I don’t really need you anymore. I’ve gone back to your underwired cousins from my pre-baby days, but I don’t want you to think I don’t appreciate all that you did for me. We’ve been through a lot.
Sleeping bras, I’ll start with you.
I didn’t really get the concept of a sleeping bra at first – why would anyone want to sleep in a bra? The best part of my day is when I come home from work and take off my bra. The simple act of letting your boobs free after a long day of confinement is one of a woman’s greatest pleasures. Why would I choose to wear a bra longer than is absolutely necessary?
Then my milk came in and my boobs felt like to lead balloons, and I totally got the whole sleeping bra thing. I wore you all the time, day and night. I hated having to take you off even to shower. Your support saved me, and what did I do? Stretched you out. Forgot to wash you. Ditched you for your friends with the clips once I’d gotten used to breastfeeding and felt confident that I could unclip the strap, move the cup and latch on the baby before she totally lost it.
Sorry about that.
Clippy nursing bras, you accompanied me on the rest of breastfeeding journey. I fumbled with you in cafes, in the backseat of cars, in the park and in beer gardens. You were there for the quiet evening feeds, the quick snack feeds, the marathon feeds and the feeds that ended with more milk on you than in the baby. You were there when she smiled up at me afterwards and when she screamed the whole time. You saw it all.
We made a great team, but now it’s time for us to go our separate ways. I’m small boobed again and so I’m grateful, because having big boobs was really annoying. When they were at their milkiest, they were constantly getting in the way and popping out of tops and generally making a nuisance of themselves. It’s time for me to wear my small boob bras again. These bras stay hidden under low-cut tops and aren’t faded from too many washings. I have missed them.
But I’ll never forget you. Thanks for the mammaries.