Yesterday I wore a black, lightly padded underwire bra, and let me tell you, it’s a big deal. It’s a big deal because this was the first time in probably a year and a half that I’ve worn a bra that was not of the maternity or nursing variety. For the last year and nine months my breasts have been preparing for and serving their destined role in motherhood. Nourishment. And we were successful.
And so it is time to close the door on my “milking maid” days. Goodbye milk. Goodbye nursing bras and nursing pads. Goodbye lanolin. Goodbye pump.
Parting is such sweet sorrow.