Boobamorphosis

There's no really polite way to say this ... but ... when it comes to boobs, I am blessed with my share ... and probably someone else's too.  This blessing isn't without its curse, mind you, such as back pain from carrying around melons on my chest all day.  No joke.  I weighed them at one point.  They weigh as much as a pair of melons.

I digress.

Like many women, the first thing I look forward to at the end of the day is to take my bra off.  After my 5th week of pregnancy, though, I developed what might best be described as comfort issues.  While removing my bra still feels great ... there's now a noticeable soreness when my boobs are no longer being supported by devil's contraption around my chest.  I'm hoping that I won't have to suffer through any other boob related issues until the third trimester.

My hope, unfortunately, was short lived.

A few weeks have passed and I had a job interview.  After arriving home from the interview, the first thing I wanted to do was get out of the nice clothes that I was in and get into some comfortable yoga pants and a tee-shirt.  I'm telling Rob all about the interview as I pull my favorite grey Chicago Blackhawks Stanley Cup Champion shirt over my head.

Uh ... Houston we have a problem. The shirt stopped short of clearing over my aforementioned blessings.

"What the hell?!" I proclaim loudly.  Rob busts out laughing at me as a look of horror spreads across my face.  "How does this even happen?  I am 10 weeks.  Are they supposed to grow this much this fast?!"

Rob is now leaning on the bed because he's laughing so hard.  In between the laughter and gasps for air he exclaims, "I don't see the problem."

"Oh shut up!" I yell as I pull the shirt back up over my head and retire it to the back of the closet, where hopefully one day I will be able to fit into it again.  I grab a looser fitting tee and start my massive grumble fest.

I research to see if my boobs are supposed to get bigger this quickly.  Sure enough splashed all over What to Expect When Expecting's website are articles that confirm that I will be dealing with bigger boobs throughout the pregnancy.

I look down at my belly, which doesn't even have a bump yet, and exclaim, "What are you doing to me? You are grounded!"