Oh boob fairy… when will you come for me?
When I was in my teens I kept hoping that I would just be a late bloomer, and I would eventually get a visit from the boob fairy. Alas, it wasn’t meant to be.
Well, now that I’m pregnant, and I hear people’s stories about filling out fairly quickly, I have the same hopeful wish: that perhaps this time around that darn fairy finally got my change of address. So far though, no real visits 🙁
I just don’t think it’s fair!!!
I’m not asking to be a Barbie doll or anything, I just don’t want 5th graders to beat me in the boob category anymore.
So… while I wait, here’s a very appropriate song from Diedre Flint.
(Or if that doesn’t work go to http://music.podshow.com/music/mp3/00002575/807959.mp3 with your favorite music player.)
Oh… and a PS to the Boob fairy: I’ll be attending a wedding this May – can I please get my endowments in time for that in addition to my bigger new tummy?
I hope that top-heavy little fairy pays you the visit you deserve for your long wait. 😉
The fairy never came to see me until after baby was born, and the milk fairy arrived. Boo!
The boob fairy was too busy coming to take care of me a couple of years ago. It was so weird! I went up a cup size at the age of 28!! I was not PG. And 5th graders do not beat you in the game of boob, dear. I’ve seen them in person. Not that I was looking.
Oh you are great! LOL I’m definitely passing this along to my sisters. The boob fairy never came for us either. Here’s to having fun with it.