I do not have big boobs. They are a B cup (although when I found out that 34B and 32C were the same size, I of course bought the 32C for vanity reasons) Generally, I am OK with this. They fit my frame. I can create a little cleavage when I want it. Also, everyone I know who has really big boobs hates them. So, I have never really worried all that much about their size.
That being said, I was really looking forward to big pregnancy boobs. I thought it would be a really fun perk. They got fuller right away, but not really bigger. I hoped I was just a late bloomer and not one of the few who really doesn't actually big boobs during pregnancy. SH insisted they were significantly bigger, but I didn't agree. They looked the same to me. Maybe my belly is just overshadowing them. But, I still don't think they are much bigger. At least not as big as I was expecting. I mean, every picture I see of a baby breastfeeding, that boob is like twice the size of the baby's head. I am nowhere near that. Unless my babies have super tiny heads. I guess even when showing breastfeeding in an effort to convince the squeamish that there is nothing sexual about seeing boobs in that context, they still only show women with porn star sized boobs. Sigh.
Well, over the last couple weeks even I had to admit that my bras were barely covering anymore and it was time to buy a couple new ones. I was not convinced of their growth but still hopeful I would need a bigger size. I finally went to Victoria's Secret yesterday. I was browsing styles when someone with a measuring tape asked me if I needed help and I told her I needed to be measured since I wasn't sure what size I need right now. So, she starts measuring me right there on the sales floor. (Awkward, right?) First she asked me what size bra I had on and I told her 32C. She finally finishes and tell me she measured me at 34C. Here's my reaction:
I told her that the band size is fine. I haven't outgrown that part (shocking considering I think I have gained about 20 pounds already). The problem is the cups are not covering my boobs. She says the measurements aren't very accurate so I should try a bigger size if I think that's needed. Um, then what was the point of you measuring me in front of the entire store then? I could have just grabbed some random sizes off the shelf without your help. So, I grab a few sizes and head to the dressing room.
In the end, I needed a 34D! My new reaction:
It's still just one measly cup size. At this point I'll take what I can get.