I just had to share (first clue – get out while you can).
Apologies in advance (second clue – save yourself).
Today I am rocking the Slattern Chic vibe. Yet another phrase that I wish I had coined, but when I google it I find I am not the first.
Today is the first day since I first donned a maternity bra, way back in 2009, that I have worn a proper, nice, dare it say sexy, normal bra. Yay. And never before have my boobs needed to be pushed up as much as they do now. We are nearly done with breast feeding here at Bibsey Towers.
It is also the day that I fished my jeans out the the washing basket (and by washing basket I mean suitcase not yet unpacked from trip to UK) even though they are slightly past their wear by date after I “sneezed” in them the other day. Note to self: always make time to visit the little girl’s room before leaving the house.
Ha ha. Poor Mr B. Poor B. Poor Me.