And the Great Clear Out of 2011 is well on it’s way.

We are having the pros pack for us so all I’m doing is going through stuff, that I’ve been meaning to go through for, oh, 4 years and dumping a lot of crap.

Some of that crap included boxes of undies from before Adam was born. As my tummy got bigger and I had to move from sexy matching bras and pants to un-sexy maternity bras and pants I bought some storage boxes from Ikea and packed all of my sexy ones away for the duration.

Yesterday those boxes were hauled out of the top of the closet, only 2 years after the birth of my son, and inspected. The pants, fab. Size 14. That’s my size! The bras…um…well…

You see, I could, theoretically go back to the 38s. I have some 38s now that fit me. I am, more or less, the same weight I was when I conceived.

What I will never be again is a B cup.

Even without ever having my milk come in more than drips and drops my breasts increased by a full cup size. I am, most definitely, now a C.

Forever and ever.

Amen.

So bye bye old, lovely sexy pants and bras.

Guess I need to go shopping and get some that fit! 😉