Can We Talk About Boobs?

Disclaimer: Dad, you might not want to read this :)

OK, let me start off by saying that I absolutely LOVE breastfeeding my son. I wouldn't have it any other way. I believe its totally natural and beautiful and it creates an amazing bond between my son and I.

That being said.

Double you. Tee. Eff.

I look like an 85 yr old woman. Well, at least from the neck down.

I'm talking about my boobs. They are soooo saggy. And when they are empty, right after Cruz has nursed, forget it, its basically just loose skin pooling at the bottom of bra.

Lovely, I know.

For the sake of the argument, I have to give examples.

Due to the fact that I dont want to smear the internet (or you poor, unsuspecting bystanders) with images of my breast (not that I have any) I will use this picture as reference for my "before."

I was 19 in this picture (on the left) and, for the most part, pretty average in the chestal region for a girl of that age (ignore the classy, frat-house decor)

Just 2 short years later...

SAGGY BAGGY ELEPHANT!!!!! (Please excuse the minor adjustments made to Papa's face).

Will they ever go back to normal???
Will I be a sagging, 85 year old look-a-like for the rest of my life.
I'm only 21, I deserved to get a little bit more mileage out of the "perkiness" factor.

For real, do they ever go back? Or do I get to keep these gifts from my son (as if the stretch marks weren't gift enough) for the rest of my life?

Maybe I'll meet a guy with a sagging, stretch mark fetish. No?

Ahh, the sacrifices joys of motherhood. Thank you, my son, for all the incredible ways for which you have changed my life.