Offloading The Chest

I finally succumbed. Today is my first day at work wearing a nursing bra. These past few weeks I had to deal with plenty of wardrobe malfunctions such as a slippery nip, cup runneth over and lack of oxygen due to the ever-expanding mamaries and a flat-out denial (on my part) that my boobs are actually bigger than my 8 months pregnant belly. But thank god for the tudong to cover my chest, modesty and wardrobe malfunctions!

And so today, I breathe better, move faster and even though the nursing bra looks like a bullet-proof vest aka grandmother's underwear aka "ni coli ke topi?" it feels damn good. Its so comfy and breathable and covers every single jiggly bits of my mammaries that I feel safe and secure.

Which reminded me of the episode on Women's Underwear on Oprah where one woman confessed that she has been wearing nursing bra eventhough she has given birth 3 years ago!

Aah.. comfort..