Not JZ. Not pregnant. But thinking about it now. No underwires??? On, like, doctor's orders? ::ponders ungluing knees::

Hee. My OB didn't say a word. I did avoid them, on account of hating the fuckers and finding them uncomfortable, until about two months ago. (I'm still nursing, but at 15 months, it's not a main food source for her any longer, and I'm not worried about the things bugging the ducts.)

Aaaand, I'm still up. I really have to decompress after doing that people thing, I guess.

One thing that was weird was that I had to actively stuff down overwhelming emotion when the kids first took the stage. I was so fucking proud of them. And until about 1/4 through, I didn't know a single one of them personally. It was just so affirming, or other such buzzword. I get like this when I see a bunch of people protesting (though usually when it's something I agree with! ) or watch volunteers doing their thing. I want to hug them all. I guess it's seeing the most hopeful part of humanity, striving. Makes an emotional bomb of me everytime.

I felt like I was a part of something in that crowd of proud parents and relatives. No matter where we came from, how tired we might be, we all had a common goal: celebrate the kids.

Hee. My OB didn't say a word.

This conversation has me almost motivated enough to look for some un-underwired bras that can hold a rack. I desperately need some new ones but I loathe shopping for them.

This conversation has me almost motivated enough to look for some un-underwired bras that can hold a rack. I desperately need some new ones but I loathe shopping for them.

They're not the sexiest things in the world when you're otherwise nekkid, but Goddess gives me great bullet tits with no underwire.

They're not the sexiest things in the world when you're otherwise nekkid, but Goddess gives me great bullet tits with no underwire.

Cass, this is the one I have: [link]

I don't know if I have any but the one sports bra without underwire. All my other sports bras (7, I think) are underwired, not to mention my civvie ones. I've never been attacked by rogue wires or otherwise assaulted by them, and quite like them. They're not pretty, mind, but they do the job.

sara, that's touchingly cute. I'm glad your neighbour did well.

off to work.

in less than half an hour, one major problem solved. YAY!

Yay!

One thing that was weird was that I had to actively stuff down overwhelming emotion when the kids first took the stage.

That's not that weird. Unless I'm weird, too, which I suppose is possible, but that kind of thing always makes me cry. In a good way, but still.