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Mommy makeover

Well, in two days I will be gaining back some of my awesome nursing curves.  I have decided to have a breast augmentation!  Now, before any of you go to judging me and acting like I'm super self-absorbed, let me explain my reasoning.

I have always been super happy about my appearance and am really low maintenance.  I've never even used an eyelash curler, see a hairdresser about once every two years and buy clothes and purses that are not name brand.  Those things just aren't important to me.

I've always placed a lot of importance on taking care of my body with exercise and decent eating (love Mexican food and cheesecake unfortunately).  I loved my appearance during pregnancy.  Even with 45 extra pounds and swelling in my legs that made them look like elephants, I thought I was pretty.  I loved my curves!

And breastfeeding was even better.  I got to be skinny again and have awesome boobs.  What more could you ask for?  

So I spent four years straight either pregnant or nursing, so I was surprised at the changes in my breast when I weaned Graham.  I knew it wasn't going to be pretty but after nursing a big eater for over 14 months, damage was done.  And I no longer wanted to wear a swimsuit or change with anyone in the room.  Including Aaron.

So, surgery is Wednesday and I'm getting hot again.  Should say hotter because I bet these puppies look way better than before.  

I'll update later in the week on how things went and how I'm keeping my two snuggly people from clinging to my chest!

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  1. Good for you! Hope it goes well and you recover quickly!

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  2. I think this is great! I have a good friend who had the surgery about 6 months ago with 2 little ones at home- as long as you have plenty of help, you'll be fine! Hope it goes well!

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  3. Judgmental? How about jealous!!!! I have never really had body issues either and I'm the same as you. A $20 purse will do me just fine for three years. Probably why we're friends. Oh and bonding over our stupid uncooperative uterus. Ok back on track. My boobs...scratch that....pancakes have made me extremely self conscious. I'll show you my sideways sewn, slightly stretched marked, pouch of a belly anyday but ask to see these suckers and NO WAY! So good for you! I'll be right behind you as soon as I stop spending all my money at daycare!

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  4. Super jealous! Post an update and who you use. I dream of having this done :)

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  5. So happy for you! Please keep us updated because it's on my list of things to do soon. I seem to have lost you on facebook - miss your posts! Praying all goes smoothly.

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  6. People really have different opinions about breast enhancement. But for me, as long as you really want it, and have weighed its pros and cons, I say go for it! No one should impose their opinions on you regarding the matter, unless it really concerns your health. Anyway, I hope you recovered after the procedure in a timely manner.

    Cordell Legaspi @ Baltimore Plastic and Cosmetic Surgery Center

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  7. I'm happy that you're firm about your decision in undergoing breast augmentation, Amber. It's only right for you to feel comfortable in your own skin. I know you are happy with the decision, as is everyone else reading your blog post. All the best to you! :)

    Chantel Fett @ Knight and Sanders

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