We’ve had quite a journey through all the ups and downs you always remind me of my femininity. You remind me that I am a woman.
In my teens and early 20s you were my besties, I absolutely loved you. You were perfect. A vest I could rock with the 2 of you and NO bra. Loved those days.
After the birth of my 4 kids, I didn’t like or appreciate you much for a long time. I would shout at you, get irritated and complain how much I dislike you because I couldn’t wear what I wanted.
All I wanted for the longest time is have my perky boobs and my small areola back. I even asked for a boob job. I now sleep with a pillow in between the two of you because my heart races if I don’t it feels as if something heavy is on my chest and I can’t breathe.
I know I complain about you two a lot but I’ve only recently made peace with the two of you and I have the utmost respect for the two of you.
Had it not been for you, I would not have been able to give my babies the best milk ever. I wouldn’t have bonded with them the way I did, and they wouldn’t have been so healthy. So, Thank you for giving my squad life and blessing me with an irreplaceable bond.
You are not just for the world to admire but you were created for mothers to experience another level of love, and I am grateful for the journey we have walked together.
I will be sure to always take care of you.
P. S My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard. LOL