  Today I was getting ready for my workout and since I have 6 loads of laundry to fold, I had to resort to a bra that I haven't worn for a while.
Well, let me tell you....I'm not sure why I even bothered! I tried to collect as much skin as I could to try and fill out the air pockets that I had just strung over my shoulders. There was barely enough there to fill half the cup. I thought well it'll just flatten out when I put on a t-shirt....not!
You could see the bra material clumping and looking as though I had stuck cotton balls at the points. It was not a pretty sight! When I was at my heaviest (not pregnant), I was easily a "C" cup. Nice size but of course (and this is the case for me) bigger boobs means bigger hips! And I had those too. When I was nursing my babes...I was about a "D" cup...a little too big, not to mention painful. Now...babes are growing, no more in the future (100% sure of that) and I'm barely an "A" cup! So to that I sing....."Oh where, oh where, have my boobies gone, oh where, oh where can they be?
" Well, at least I don't have to worry about any black eyes when I'm running around! Yuh, time to go.... 
