Pregnancy meltdowns
Feb 11, 2015 12:28:46 GMT -5
Post by CaptainLeela on Feb 11, 2015 12:28:46 GMT -5
I'm curious what we've had meltdowns over. I just had my first pregnancy meltdown last night over a bra.
Background: My IL's have been staying with us for the past week. We just bought a new house and every single room needs to be painted, so they came specifically to help us with painting. My house has been in utter chaos for a week and it's starting to wear on me. My dining room, kitchen, and living room are basically un-usable disaster zones.
So last weekend I noticed my normal bras were starting to get really uncomfortable and I didn't have any comfy options to wear. On Monday I went to the maternity store to be fitted for a new bra. She measured me at a cup size way larger than what I have been wearing (F cup as opposed to D cup) so of course I had to buy a new bra. Since I've got such giant ta-tas she insisted that I had to get a full-coverage bra. I've always been a demi-cup wearer and I knew that the full coverage cups would drive me crazy. I can't stand how the underwire comes up so high on my sternum and armpits. She was absolutely insistent that I couldn't wear anything other than a full coverage cup, otherwise apparently my boobs would explode. And she said I would get used to the higher underwire. So I was talked into spending $100 on two full coverage bras, even though I knew better.
I wore one yesterday and it drove.me.crazy. All day long I was adjusting my bra and wishing I could take it off. I had a super long stressful day at work and by the time I got home all I wanted to do was take off my bra and veg on the couch. Except I couldn't take my bra off because my ILs are at the house and my MIL would have an apoplexy if I attempted to walk around braless in front of them. And there was no couch in my living room and the TV was covered in plastic. And I was really hungry but I couldn't make dinner because my husband was installing the new dishwasher and had taken over the entire kitchen. So I suggested we go out to eat instead but my husband kept saying we should stay home and make dinner and no one wanted to make any decisions, so finally my MIL looked at me and told me to decide what to do for dinner. Cue pregnant lady meltdown.
And now I'm wearing a goddamn full coverage bra again today. I've been wearing it for less than an hour and I'm already considering driving to the Walmart down the road to buy a cheap wireless bra to wear until I figure out a better solution.
Background: My IL's have been staying with us for the past week. We just bought a new house and every single room needs to be painted, so they came specifically to help us with painting. My house has been in utter chaos for a week and it's starting to wear on me. My dining room, kitchen, and living room are basically un-usable disaster zones.
So last weekend I noticed my normal bras were starting to get really uncomfortable and I didn't have any comfy options to wear. On Monday I went to the maternity store to be fitted for a new bra. She measured me at a cup size way larger than what I have been wearing (F cup as opposed to D cup) so of course I had to buy a new bra. Since I've got such giant ta-tas she insisted that I had to get a full-coverage bra. I've always been a demi-cup wearer and I knew that the full coverage cups would drive me crazy. I can't stand how the underwire comes up so high on my sternum and armpits. She was absolutely insistent that I couldn't wear anything other than a full coverage cup, otherwise apparently my boobs would explode. And she said I would get used to the higher underwire. So I was talked into spending $100 on two full coverage bras, even though I knew better.
I wore one yesterday and it drove.me.crazy. All day long I was adjusting my bra and wishing I could take it off. I had a super long stressful day at work and by the time I got home all I wanted to do was take off my bra and veg on the couch. Except I couldn't take my bra off because my ILs are at the house and my MIL would have an apoplexy if I attempted to walk around braless in front of them. And there was no couch in my living room and the TV was covered in plastic. And I was really hungry but I couldn't make dinner because my husband was installing the new dishwasher and had taken over the entire kitchen. So I suggested we go out to eat instead but my husband kept saying we should stay home and make dinner and no one wanted to make any decisions, so finally my MIL looked at me and told me to decide what to do for dinner. Cue pregnant lady meltdown.
And now I'm wearing a goddamn full coverage bra again today. I've been wearing it for less than an hour and I'm already considering driving to the Walmart down the road to buy a cheap wireless bra to wear until I figure out a better solution.