Gotta love it
Have you ever had one of those moments? You know the kind where you can't believe what is happening but are happy that it is going on? Well if you can't follow my last sentence (I have to admit I am having problems with it myself) let me give you an example.
For as long as I can remember whenever I have gained weight it has been very obvious in my chest area - my breasts gain weight. Which is not a big deal for many and might actually be welcomed. But I am a fully endowed sister to start with so any weight gain just exasperates the situation. During my pregnancy and especially those early days of nursing my breasts reached astronomical proportions. You can imagine the difficulty I had finding a nursing bra that was comfortable, fully supportive and well fitting. I went through numerous bras and the one that I really liked was discontinued so many times I wore substandard bras.
Anyhow, nursing is now over but the bra problem persists. Bras for the well-endowed fall into a couple of categories - ugly as sin or torpedo shaped. Here is an example that fits the bill.
Kinda looks nice right? Looks can be deceiving. That lace? Itchy as hell. Wide straps? They dig into your shoulders like nobody's business. And the shape? Who has breasts that shoot straight out like torpedoes (aside from mid-nineties Madonna)?
Finding a pretty, supportive and comfortable bra is difficult for the double D and up set. One day last week I was lamenting to my husband about my problem. I certainly had no expectation that he would have anything to say other than "go shopping and continue to look".
Here is where that "gotta love it" moment comes into play. My husband looked at me with all seriousness and says "Why don't you try the new bra by Jill Scott (for those of you unfamiliar with Jill she is a singer/songwriter and one of my favorite artists)? Her bras are for the well-endowed full figured woman and has straps that don't cut into your shoulders as well as a unique design for lift."
I about fell on the floor. To this day I don't know how my husband knew all of this information about the Butterfly Bras but I loved that he wanted to help me out and provided me with a great answer for my dilemma. These little out of the blue surprises are what makes marriage so lovely.
There you have it, the story of my "gotta love it" moment.
Now I want to hear from you. What type of "gotta love it " moments have you had with your significant other?
For as long as I can remember whenever I have gained weight it has been very obvious in my chest area - my breasts gain weight. Which is not a big deal for many and might actually be welcomed. But I am a fully endowed sister to start with so any weight gain just exasperates the situation. During my pregnancy and especially those early days of nursing my breasts reached astronomical proportions. You can imagine the difficulty I had finding a nursing bra that was comfortable, fully supportive and well fitting. I went through numerous bras and the one that I really liked was discontinued so many times I wore substandard bras.
Anyhow, nursing is now over but the bra problem persists. Bras for the well-endowed fall into a couple of categories - ugly as sin or torpedo shaped. Here is an example that fits the bill.
Kinda looks nice right? Looks can be deceiving. That lace? Itchy as hell. Wide straps? They dig into your shoulders like nobody's business. And the shape? Who has breasts that shoot straight out like torpedoes (aside from mid-nineties Madonna)?
Finding a pretty, supportive and comfortable bra is difficult for the double D and up set. One day last week I was lamenting to my husband about my problem. I certainly had no expectation that he would have anything to say other than "go shopping and continue to look".
Here is where that "gotta love it" moment comes into play. My husband looked at me with all seriousness and says "Why don't you try the new bra by Jill Scott (for those of you unfamiliar with Jill she is a singer/songwriter and one of my favorite artists)? Her bras are for the well-endowed full figured woman and has straps that don't cut into your shoulders as well as a unique design for lift."
I about fell on the floor. To this day I don't know how my husband knew all of this information about the Butterfly Bras but I loved that he wanted to help me out and provided me with a great answer for my dilemma. These little out of the blue surprises are what makes marriage so lovely.
There you have it, the story of my "gotta love it" moment.
Now I want to hear from you. What type of "gotta love it " moments have you had with your significant other?
Comments
So is your new business the cakes? It probably answers this question some where and very obviously, sorry! The pics up that you have are gorgeous! I am more talented in the making it taste good area than the making it pretty area. I could probably use your help in that area!
My "gotta love it" moment is when we started out letter business. It was my idea and he fully supported me even though it was going to cost us in the beginning. He is my constant support and I'm lucky to have him. There are never strings attached!
My gotta love it moment was when my husband came home to tell me that he discussed with a pregnant student (he teaches Seniors) how she should really consider a natural birth with a doula because that's how I did it, and he was so proud of me. I couldn't believe my squeamish husband brought up childbirth all on his own.:p
Gosh, as a member of the IBTC (itty-bitty-titty-committee), this post is very hard for me to relate to! LOL
I'm glad you found something that works. A long time ago I knew a lady that did custom bra fittings for a company that specialized in this - but they were around $80 apiece and had to be mail ordered. She said it was well worth it, though.
You make diaper cakes as well!! YAY.. another mom that does. I just started my company.. slowly but surely!
Thanks for stopping by!!
My boobage has gotten a bit outta control this year too. I'm totally going to check out your link -- thanks!
My hubby takes such good care of me and the kids - he's a better wife than I am!