The "let down" reflex is an interesting thing. Starting just below your collar bone begins a surge of an electricity-like sensation, continuing on down to the rest of your boob. It's just weird every. time. There have been many occasions where I've looked down and seen a literal nipple shower head spewing pressurized milk onto my baby's face as if she is getting attacked by a wild hose or broken sprinkler head. Poor girl. As if it isn't enough that she gets attacked by her own fists. If she fears my average sized chi-chi's, I can only imagine the amount of horror she experiences when she sees anyone with boobs larger than a full size B. She would probably look something like this.
Life's tough kid. And it only gets tougher.
Sincerely,
Me.
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