ABS are made in the KITCHEN!

Left: 147lbs May 2013/Right: 137lbs Aug 2013

I posted the above pic on my facebook and instagram (both "fitnaturalbelle") and got so many people asking me the same question, "what did you do to get your belly down?" and "how many crunches/sit ups did you do?" My answer is always "eat clean and train mean".  I often get the confused face and the follow up question is, "what was your ab workout?" NONE at all!  I have no specific ab workout.

So let me preface this post by saying that I am by no means a fitness or nutrition expert.  Once again I will say that I am a health nut and do a lot of my own research and figure out what works for me.  I am also by no means showing this pic to show off my abs because I still have a lot of work to do.  I am always a work in progress.  I am hoping that this post can help others, especially us mothers with the mommy tummy to not make excuses and to get the body that you want.

That's right! There is no excuse to not have the body you deserve.  No we aren't all supposed to look like the people on tv or magazines, but you  can have the body and abs that's healthy for you.  If others can do it, then so can we!  So how did I start to lose the belly fat?

That's right folks...it's all about what you are putting into your body.  The secret is no complicated grueling ab workout, but it's all about what I ate.  Eating consistently clean was what made my six months preggers lookalike belly start to go away.  What is eat clean you ask?  Well that's a post within itself, but pretty much just stop eating crap!  It's only putting natural, unprocessed foods in your body.  Nope it's not a diet at all.  I have tried many different diets and calorie counting and failed at them all except clean eating.  When eating clean I can eat whatever I want as long as it's clean and in moderation, and get results at the same time.  I finally learned that if I was consistent about eating a mostly clean diet, then I could start to get rid of the spare tire.  The saying is true, "you can't out exercise a bad diet".  Yes I have tried that too.  The picture on the left at 147lbs I worked out for hours on end almost daily, but still looked like that.  I have always eaten healthy, but not consistently clean, and you can see the difference on the right.

Now don't think that all you need to do is change your diet, but to get lasting results you have to workout as well.  To get the results above I stopped working out so much.  I worked out about five days a week for about 30 minutes.  During that time I was doing a combination of running, Jillian Michael's Body Revolution, and Focus T25.  There were many weeks where I didn't get to workout as much, but continued to get results as long as I was consistent.  I did not do a lot of ab workouts either.  I pretty much did cardio and lots of strength training.  I strength trained with 8 and 10lbs weights, which is all that I have in my house.  Also I strength trained using my own body weight of course.

So what the heck do you eat?  Well here is a helpful list above.  Try to incorporate these foods in most of your meals and snacks.  A slim belly day can look a little like...

Breakfast:  oatmeal with strawberries and egg whites
Snack:  apple slices and peanut butter or a handful of almonds
Lunch: salad with chicken breast and dressing on the side
Snack: protein shake
Dinner: lean meat, with steamed brocolli

And that's about it...in a nutshell!  Don't just take my word for it, do your own research.  The basics of what I am trying to say is you have to eat healthy by eating clean to get rid of that GUT, and throw in some exercise too.  So again all you have to do is "eat clean and train mean".

No this is not me...not yet :)

The Dog ate My Boob Job Money

Yes you read it right, well almost right.  I mean do you really think I'm feeding my almost 100lbs Great Dane puppy money? No way, no how, but he did eat up my boob job money in a sense.  So as I mentioned before, I scheduled my boob job for January 2014.  I want to get my "girls" done ASAP but hubby and I are saving up for them.  I also thought it would be cool for him to come home from deployment to new boobs.  I know it sounds corny, but the married folks can probably understand.  In preparation for my surgery date, I coordinated with my Mom to come back and stay with the kids and I to help take care of us while I recover. She volunteered to stay 2 weeks even though I would only need her for a week.  I am of course not complaining!  I went over in my head other details to take care of to make things go as smooth as possible such as finding a place for the doggy to stay while I recover.

Just as I started my countdown to "B" day, my 8 month old Great Dane puppy Sgt Major Blue got sick.  It came on all of a sudden and wasn't his usual outside eating crap ailments.  He moaned and groaned in a lot of pain.  It hurt him to stand up or lay down.  I dragged my kids out of bed in the wee hours of the morning and tried to lift a 100lbs puppy into the back of my SUV to take him to the ER.  Let's say I was super woman at her finest!

To make a long story short, SGM Blue had to spend Veteran's Day weekend in the hospital.  So as you can imagine, Hubby and I were already seeing the $$$ signs rack up.  If I've said it once, I've said it a million times...we went into the wrong profession!  We should have been veterinarians.  Its ridiculous how much vet bills are.  So in one weekend SGM Blue started to run through my boob job fund and there was more to come.  After he got out the hospital he was not better.  I ended up taking him to an ortho specialist, and two other vets.  No one could figure out what was wrong with him.  All the doctors figured he had some neurological problem going on.  So after two weeks of him still being sick, no sleep for me, and no answers, my friend and I drove 2.5 hours away to take him to a neurologists.

During the trip, my friend and I joked that SGM Blue had eaten up all my boob job money and at this rate I could only get one boob done.  She and I work together and said that we will go around our office with baked goods and a boob job jar fund to try to get enough money for my other boob!  We had to do what we could all day to lighten up while we waited nervously trying to figure out what was wrong with the big little guy.  Finally the doctors found out that he has meningitis.  Yes, dogs can get meningitis.  Don't feel bad I didn't know that either.  We were relieved that we knew what was wrong and surprisingly the bill wasn't as much as we anticipated.  So then my friend, Laurie said, "Well now I guess you can get both boobs done."

That's how my dog ate my boob job fund.  Hubby and I are quite cheap and budget friendly, so we are continuing to save and I was able to reschedule my boob job for March 2014.  I decided I was much more comfortable with waiting until he got home because you never know what can happen while he is away.  I mean everything seems to happen anyway while he is away so why wouldn't the sky fall when I'm trying to heal from a boob job, and take care of the puppy and kids?  He agreed that it would be best to wait until he got home so that he could be there for me and be able to take care of everything.  Also we scheduled it around the time he gets home when he would be on block leave anyway.  He is excited to lay up in bed with me and catch up on all our favorite shows and movies.

So stay tuned to more of my boob job adventures.  I'm pretty sure there is more in store with my luck!

My Un-Natural to Natural Hair Story

My mom said that I was bald until I was two years old.  My nickname among family members was "bald head sally".  Once my hair did start to grow, it surely spread like a wildfire and didn't stop.  I remember having big thick fat braids.  I also remember being labeled "tender headed" because I hated to get my hair done and it seemed to always hurt.  My mom (who is now a hair stylist) would often complain that she wished my hair would make up it's mind and be one texture.  She said it didn't know if it wanted to be black or white!  I guess this is the struggle among "mixed chicks", but I'm surely not one, but somehow got that type of hair.  After years of trying to tame my very thick and long mane, my Mom put a "kiddie" Just For Me relaxer in my hair when I was in the fourth grade.  She said it just needed a little thinning out.  I was too thrilled about getting a relaxer because now I could be like all my friends who talked about getting relaxers all the time.  I could also wear my hair down more and it was much easier to comb.  

So for many years I went through life getting a Just For Me relaxer maybe once or twice a year.  My cousins often joked that if I only got it once or twice a year, that I didn't really need one.  I didn't care because I just wanted to be like everyone else getting relaxers all the time.  I remember my male cousin joking with us girl cousins "bb check" and dismissing me claiming as most people labeled my hair as "good hair".  

Growing up I never thought of my hair as "good hair".  It was always an inconvenience.  It was too thick, too long, took forever to do, took forever to dry, got too straight when I got a relaxer, etc.  It just always got on my nerves.  I didn't have to worry about it much until I got into college.  Before then, as a child my Dad was the one that did my hair because early on my Mom just didn't know what she was doing.  My aunts and uncles would often tell her please leave my hair alone and let my Dad do it.  He was skilled due to being a Barber himself and having 4 sisters' heads he had to help with growing up.  My Mom started doing my hair more as I got into elementary school and then she went on to become a cosmetologists when I was in the 6th grade.  Then it was smooth sailing for me until college because she would hook me up with all types of styles.  

In college it took me forever to try to learn to do my own hair.  It just never turned out right to me even though everyone else complimented my hair.  I mostly resorted to ponytails and cutting it a lot.  I kept up with getting a "kiddie" relaxer once a year.  When I became pregnant with my daughter I realized that wow I hadn't gotten a relaxer in over a year.  Then I moved away and did not have my trusted hair stylists around, and just continued to go without relaxers and allow the Dominicans to give me the heat damage of a lifetime!  

In 2011 I hadn't had a relaxer in like 3 years or so and went back to my hometown to live.  My Mom talked to me about a new type of harsh chemical free relaxer called a keratin.  It straightens your hair but doesn't have as harsh chemicals as a relaxer and lasts longer.  Its the straightener that a lot of Caucasions would use who had really thick curly hair.  My Mom's salon was trying it out and said I could get it done free if I would be their guinnea pig.  Being young and dumb I was all for it...especially considering a keratin will cost you $100 or more.  I got the keratin done and my hair was so straight and soft and I loved it!  For once my hair was more manageable and I started to wear it down more.  I continued to keep the keratin in my hair until 2012 when I was about to move again.  I really didn't need to get another treatment because the one I got the previous year was still going strong, but I got one anyway to keep it fresh due to not knowing who would do my hair when I moved.  

I got the 2nd keratin February 2012 and moved in the same month.  My cousin had already gone natural and was loving it.  Around April 2012 she mentioned to me that I should go natural and it would be very easy for me to do so.  I never thought much about being natural.  I always wished I had naturally curly hair and remembered the times I would try to wear my hair in it's natural state, and it looked a hot mess by the end of the day.  Well back then I didn't know anything about the wonderful world of natural hair products!  I told my cousin that I had just gotten the keratin and needed to let that grow out first.  She told me that I didn't have to do that, that I could start like TODAY and transition.  She then went on to bully me into doing this by sending me lots of you tube vids (mostly of Hey Fran Hey) to show me you tubers who hair was probably similar to mine.  Well once I started watching those videos, I couldn't stop...and havent stopped.  My cousin and I discussed my hair and how I would do this and I was sold.  So then I researched a ton of information, watched even more you tube videos, went to target to buy some Curls refresher spray, Shea Moisture Restorative Masque and Conditioner, and Tresemme Naturals, and began my natural hair journey.  

I have said this a thousand times, but that was the best decision I have ever made for myself!  I am absolutely obsessed and love being natural.  Im currently 19 months natural with no heat and can't see myself with straight hair anymore.  

Natural Hair Journey Begins: April 2012

My first wash and go

Consult #2

After the depressing news from my first consult, I mustered up enough courage to get a second opinion.  I stalked the other two doctors' websites on my list to figure out who I would try next.  I immediately decided against the third doctor due to his website advertising "general anesthesia as needed".  No sir! I am going to need you to knock me all the way out!  So what the heck is the difference you ask?  Well local anesthesia is typically injected and acts locally to block the transmissions through sensory nerve fibers.  So pretty much it's something out of your worst nightmare (for me) where the doctor is working, but you remain awake.  You are not supposed to feel the sensation of pain, but you may feel pressure or tugging.  General anesthesia is when drugs are given through and IV to reversibly cause a loss of consciousness.  You take a nice little cocktail to trail off into lala land while the doctor do his business.  So because general anesthesia isn't the 3rd doctor's preference I didn't even want to try entertaining that conversation with him in a consult.

I made an appointment with the second doctor.  I really liked his website detailing his charity work overseas, and he provided lots of articles with information on the different surgeries he performs.  He to has been doing this for quite awhile, but still wasn't as old as Moses.  I clicked the contact box to have the office contact me with an appointment and waited.  I still had it in my  mind that I just wasn't going to be able to get the boob job that I want, so I wouldn't set my mind up for disappointment again.  In a timely manner, the office contacted me and they too had great customer service on the phone.

My appointment was on October 31, 2013...Halloween!  I will of course always remember that day!  I went into the appointment thinking that this doctor was going to tell me the same thing the last doctor did.  I wasn't nervous at all like the first consult.  The receptionists at the front desk were very warm and inviting and the office just looked very....officey-but not in a bad way.  It was just very bright and clean.  The patient advisor soon called me to the back and was very friendly.  She took me to a sizable examining room and introduced herself and instructed me to watch a DVD on the surgery I wanted and open the door when I was done.  I actually liked the idea of watching the DVD because it answered a lot of the questions I would have asked.  It also talked about the pros and cons of getting a breast augmentation.  I like that nothing was being sugar coated.  After the DVD the doctor came in to meet with me and he too was very friendly and chatted with me as if we had known each other for years.  He discussed his experience and talked more about the breast augmentation procedure.  He also discussed years of research on saline and silicone implants.  Research that he had been apart of.  After our discussion I could tell that he was very much into up to date information and research.  I really liked that being the geek that I am.  He made sure to thoroughly explain things and answer the few questions I had.  He was very patient and attentive making sure I was able to get all of my questions answered.

After our discussion, the patient advisor came back and had me to undress so that the doctor could come back and examine me.  This is when my nerves started to kick in.  I was thinking, "oh geez here we go with him looking at my flat saggy boobs only to say I need all this extra crap done".  The first thing the doctor did was take some tape measuring device out and measure my chest area.  He spouted off numbers to the patient advisor.  He informed me that this was to see how much he could fill me.  He talked about my breasts looking like most average women that he see and perform breast augmentations on.  He said that he wished more women would wait until after they have kids to get the procedure done.  The doctor talked about how he utilizes the latest surgical techniques to minimize discomfort post op to allow patients to return to normal activities in 3-5 days.  He discussed placing the silicone (my choice) implants behind the breast and chest muscle to achieve the most natural look possible.  I asked him if my breasts sagging and how the implant would sit.  He explained how they would fall into place,and that my breasts weren't that saggy, but were like the majority of the women he saw.  He then announced the fun part, I got to try on the implants!

The patient advisor gave me a bra and tank top to put on to try on the implants.  She pulled out a briefcase with different sizes of implants.  Holding and feeling the implants made me realize how big they really are.  I then thought about what others had been telling me that I would look ridiculous with them being huge.  I wanted to have nice boobs, but not look like a circus freak!  So what people don't know or understand about getting boobs is that they are not ABCD sized.  They are sized in cc's.  So depending on what you already have to work with and the cc's you get, (and once your breasts settles) that's what determines the alphabet size.  It's not the same for every person.  So I tried on 275, 300, 325, and 350cc's.  Most girls I had researched got 400 plus cc's.  That is quite huge on a small frame.  I was not interested in that.  I wanted to be a little modest and really liked between 300 and 325cc's.  I had a difficult time deciding between the two so the patient advisor said that when in doubt go with the bigger size because so many women wake up wishing they had gone bigger.  She also said that you will also try on a size and know right away "Oh heck no, that is just too big".  350cc's was that for me.  I was like wow now that's quite huge.  So 325cc's it is!

I felt so weird but so good at the same time trying on the boobs.  I have never had boobs like this before...at least not for an extended period of time!  I could not stop smiling.  I even asked the patient advisor, "I know this is weird, but can you take my picture for my hubby and cousins."  She smiled and was like she gets that request all the time.  I loved the boobs already and wished I could take them home with me.

We ended the appointment talking about prices, and they actually gave me a military discount!  Hooah!  Good looking out for our troops lol.  The patient advisor also discussed she had her boobs done with the same doctor and discussed her experience.  She got 400cc's but I definitely couldn't tell. Her boobs looked quite natural.  She answered more of my questions, and I disclosed to her about the previous surgeon and what he told me.  She assurred me that the doctor measured me first for a reason to see how much he could fill me and that he does not like to do breast augs on people unless he can make them look as natural as possible.  The doctor thought it was funny when he mentioned high profile and I blurted out, "Look I don't want to be looking like no JWOW with my boobs up to my neck! I do want them to sag a little!".  He explained what high profile meant (give more projection and upper fullness) and said he does not perform surgeries on people that are not looking for a natural look.  I also had to explain to him who JWOW was!

So let's just say that I left that appointment one happy lady!  I called the next day to schedule my surgery for Jan 2014!

Deployment Videos

Deployment is the most dreaded and common word in an Army household.  We know it's coming and when it does, we just do what we have to do.  There is no getting around it, and no use in having a tantrum over it.  We just figure out how to get through it.  For some spouses is more difficult to get through than others, but for me I just try to look on the bright side and make the most out of it.  Below are a few of my videos detailing our 2013-2014 nine month deployment journey.

"Pre-Deployment Blues"













"Deployment Months 1 and 2"

"Deployment Months 3, 4, and 5"

Married Single Parent

Shout out to all my military spouses!  You all get a big Army HOOAH from me!  Parenthood and marriage is hard no matter what your circumstances are, but being a military spouse just adds to the pot!  We have another set of problems that we have to face such as; deployment, TDY, finances, war, seperation, and PCSing, just to name a few.  It is very difficult and most of the time we are doing it all alone while our soldiers are out fighting for our freedom.  This leaves many of us feeling like single parents despite being married.  We often forget that we are first and foremost married to the military!

Weight-loss Green Smoothie

This smoothie on my you tube page got lots of views and comments.  Is it because we are just crazy about losing weight these days, or because in the video my 3 year old kept interrupting lol?  I found this recipe on Pinterest of course, and tweaked it a little to my own liking.  I just left out the yogurt that the recipe calls for.  I won't post the website due to Pinterest reporting it to be "fishy".  I have made this smoothie a few times not thinking that drinking it once in awhile will magically make me shrink a size, but because it has a lot of good nutrients in it, and it tastes good too.

If you want to use this smoothie to lose weight, then you should try using this smoothie as a meal replacement for at least 2-3 meals/snacks, and eat sensiblily.  I have never tried to use this smoothie as weight loss, so this is just my thoughts on how you would use it to lose weight.  I am by no means a doctor or nutrition expert, so I would suggest you consult a professional and figure out what works for you.  I do know that because of the great ingredients, this smoothie will be a great addition to your diet to help you get healthy.  When most people ask if this smoothie alone will help them to lose weight, I always say that if you eat ANY clean foods consistently and in moderation then you will get results.

Ingredients:
(Eyeball the ingredients to fit your blender)
2 handfuls of Organic Spinach
3-5 Strawberries
1/2 Banana
1/2 Orange
Few Apple Slices
Water
1-2 Tbspn Flax Seeds

Blend and Enjoy!

Coffee Chocolate Protein Smoothie

If you have frequented my you tube channel "fitnaturalbelle", then you know that I'm in love with the Nutribullet.  I am constantly using it for EVERYTHING!  It's been highly requested that I post my recipes, so here goes.

This recipe is one that I created after trying to break away from drinking coffee every morning.  I wouldn't say that I was addicted to coffee, but I did love my 1 cup of Joe daily.  In trying to adopt a healthier lifestyle I resorted to having more green and protein smoothies, which gave me the energy I needed every morning.  So I didn't need to drink coffee daily.  There were still mornings where I missed the taste of coffee and decided to incorporate a shot of it in my pre-workout protein smoothie.  I could gain energy before a workout, and get the best of both worlds in one Nutribullet tall cup-coffee and chocolate!

Now if you have ever seen me post recipes on you tube, instagram, or facebook, you know that I pretty much "eyeball" it.  I am not one for exact measurements.  I just go with what I feel like, so here goes.

Ingredients:
1 scoop of Vanilla or Chocolate Protein (of your choice)
1 packet of Taster's Choice Single Serve French Vanilla Coffee (or instant coffee of your choice)
1/2 of a banana
Few cubes of ice
1/2 water
1/2 Light Chocolate Soy Milk (or low fat chocolate milk)

And if you are feeling really adventurous add a few frozen cherries!

Just add all ingredients in tall Nutribullet blender cup (or blender of your choice), but don't go over the Max line, and blend and ENJOY!

Consult #1

How did I even come to the decision to take the plunge and actually think of making my dream a reality?  It was always in the back of my mind of something I wanted to do, but never thought I would actually do it.  After years of trying to lose baby weight, my husband and I both were at our whit's end on how to motivate me to be consistent and do what I knew to do to get the weight off.  He suggested that if I make progress and get the results that I want, then I could reward myself with getting my boobs done.  I mean who wants to have new boobs with a mommy tummy?  Not I said the....um was it the cat?  So I also kept this thought in the back of my mind to motivate me.  Hubby went on to deploy and I completely forgot about boobs.  I kept in my mind that I finally had a timeline to work towards.  I had nine months to get in shape.  I was so focused that I didn't even realize that I was losing weight and toning up until I sent hubby a side by side before and after picture of my tummy.  He then brought up, "So do you want to get your boobs done soon?" I couldn't believe it and really had to think about actually doing it.  I talked to my friend who had hers done the previous year and began to do my own research.  Weeks later I worked up the nerve to make my free consult appointment.

My friend, who is a mother of three, also had the same boob issues as I did.  She had researched the top three Plastic Surgery Board Certified Surgeons in our area and gave me their info.  I initially wanted to just go to the guy she used, but she encouraged me to do like she did and check out all three and make my own decision.  I was still thinking well if it ain't broke then don't fix it!  Meaning if her guy worked for her, why not use him?

I went to her guy as my first consult.  I was a ball of nerves going into the office.  My mind got a little at ease remembering the lovely receptionist on the phone that booked my appointment.  I already was fond of the office's customer service.  The office was so calming, yet very boutiquey with the choice of decor.  I loved it instantly.  I sat there giddy texting my cousins and my friends that I was nervous and could not believe I, the little old country girl, was sitting in a plastic surgeon's office.  Come on, only famous and really bold people get plastic surgery done!  I felt slightly proud of myself despite not doing anything but showing up and filling out paperwork.

It wasn't long before a tall beautiful woman called me to come back.  She was the patient advisor or something.  She took me into a tiny examining room and told me a little bit about the surgeon and herself.  The surgeon had also performed her breast augmentation so she assured me I could ask her any questions.  She then instructed me to get undressed from the waste up, and to put on a little front opened gown.  Once I was ready, she came back in with the doctor.  My friend warned me that he was old as Moses, but I didn't mind one bit.  I felt at ease going into the consult that this man had been doing this for many years so he knew what he was doing.  He also was one of the surgeons in our area that worked on most of the breast cancer survivors.  I also didn't feel a bit of shame with him examining my bare chest.  I didn't like my husband looking at them, but had no problem with this old guy.

Before examining me, the doctor asked about my profession and we got into a pretty lengthy conversation about new mental health treatment techniques.  If you didn't know, my 9-5 is a mental health therapist.  He then was shocked to learn that I am in my 30's, and is married with children.  He thought I was much younger and said I looked great.  Well that got him kudos right there.  What really got him kudos is when he started to examine me and I asked about would it make a difference if I lost weight because I am still trying to lose baby weight, and he said that I didn't need to lose a pound!  He said something like, "you are a small girl and look great".  Well sir now we are going to be bff's because this coming from a doctor made me want to do a happy dance.  I used to be fat and once you are fat, you always have a fat mentality.

Anyway, the doctor went on to examine me and throw out numbers to the patient advisor lady.  I was floating on cloud 9 until the doctor asked what size I wanted to be.  I proudly reported large C, small D.  The doctor's facial expression brought my happiness to a screeching hault and politely burst my balloon.  He told me that he couldn't fill me to no bigger than a B, that he wasn't sure if I had enough skin up there to stretch much further than that.  He also said that because my boobs sagged I would have to have a nipple relocation as well.  It took everything in me not to scream, and shout, and let it all out!  He went over some drawings of boobs, and chest cavity, and sagging boobs, and un-sagging boobs, etc.  I was only half listening at this point because I was truly disappointed.  I went through the motions of saying good bye to him and then sitting down with the patient advisor to get info on the type of implants, costs, and any other questions I wanted to ask about her experience.

I didn't cry a little until I got into my car.  I called my cousin who was super excited for me and this appointment and told her what happened.  She discussed that the doctor probably knew what he was talking about due to him doing this for many years and that if he wanted to just make money he would have did whatever.  She confessed that she felt that a D is too big for my frame anyway and that I would still have full, round, perky boobs with a B.  I still wasn't sold and told her that I just want big boobs for once in my life!  I also didn't want to have to heal from a scar under my boob and one on my nipple.  That whole nipple relocation thing really freaked me out.

Later my hubby called to hear about the appt and I relayed the saddening details.  At this point I had already decided that it's not the end of the world if I don't get boobs.  If I am going to get boobs I want to get sizable ones, and if I can't get at least a C, then I don't want to go through all that.  My husband agreed with me, but suggested I go see the other doctors my friend recommended.  He made a good point that this doctor was probably just old and set in his ways.  He seems conservative and his way is not necessarily the only way, and that you should always get a second opinion.  So a few weeks later, I worked up another nerve to go at this again!

Why I Want A Boob Job?

When you mention plastic surgery, people automatically hit you with, "Why do you want to do that." "That's just crazy." "You look great the way you are." or "Isn't that expensive?" There is a stigma out there that if you want to get plastic surgery that you hate yourself and is trying to change yourself.  People think that once you get one thing done, you won't stop until you look like an unrecognizable Barbie version of your former self. I will admit that I used to think the same things. I mean you cant help it after one too many magazine articles on plastic surgery gone wrong and plastic surgery gone too far!  My mind didn't change until I started to meet people who had work done and was able to realize that I like many others was wrong about people that get plastic surgery.

So, why do I want a boob job? Well every since I noticed the difference between boys and girls, I definitely wanted what made girls stand out...boobies! I remember always fantasizing about when I would get my own boobs. Well let's say many years later I'm still fantasizing and waiting.  I thought sure they would grow at some point, but they didn't.  I guess I have my small chested mother to thank for that.  I'm sure she felt the same way considering most of the women in our family have big boobs.

After high school I was more into buying my own under garments and got a job at the sexy Victoria's Secrets!  I bought every padded bra I could find in a 34A.  I could even half way fill out some 34B's as well.  My cousins would laugh when they would see my water bras.  One even bought me bra inserts but that wasn't good enough for me. I always wanted the real thing!

So I waited and waited until pregnancy! I was finally a very full B cup during pregnancy.  After I had my daughter I went on to breastfeed in doing it all for the right reasons.  I remember in the hospital when my milk came in and saying to the nurse when I looked at my engorged breasts "OMG they look like implants!" She laughed but I was pleased. I was finally a C cup!

What they don't tell you about breastfeeding is that after you stop most of us unlucky members of the itty bitty committee boobs go back down.  They also don't tell you that after having a second child and breastfeeding him for a year as well, they not only go back down, but they get smaller and have the nerve to SAG!

So my friends, that in a nut shell is why I now want a boob job! I've waited all my life for mother nature to bless me with boobs only to get a teaser of what it's like to feel like a true woman.  At this point in my life I feel that life is too short to be wishing for you want and dwelling on what you don't have. If you can change it then do it! I am tired of buying the most padded bras I can find to give myself the illusion of boobs and still not filling out outfits as I would like.  I am also tired of hating to wear a sports bra to the gym due to looking like a 12 year old boy, but resorting to wearing padded bras under my workout clothes. I'm almost 33 years old so it's about time I do something truly for myself...so a boob job it is!