What happened to my girls?

Warning: this post is about boobs.  Wanna read about boobs?  Then keep on goin'...

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As I've mentioned a few times before (especially in regards to breastfeeding), I had a breast reduction/lift when I was 30.  Before the surgery, I was a DDD, albeit a slightly deflated one due to some weight loss.  But when I lost weight, I never really lost much from my boobs.

When I went in for the surgery, my surgeon told me I would end up being a large C.  This sounded magical to me.  It never happened, though.  I ended up being a D cup and that was fine by me.  They always fit my frame and because they were lifted, I could find bras that fit (although, like most other women, it still wasn't easy to find those elusive bras that truly fit just right).

When I got pregnant, I thought, "Oh well, there goes the work I had done." But, interestingly, my bra size didn't change.  I didn't have to buy any new or special bras.  But in a way I did because the ones I owned were all dying.  I didn't buy new ones because I assumed I'd have to due to a size increase at some point, but it never happened.

So after Nate was born, it was time to buy some new bras.  My size hadn't changed so I ordered some online and that was that.  They were delivered and were really pretty and I was happy.

Until I realized they were fitting oddly.  The cups were gaping.  I could fit my hand inside the cup with my boob in there.  I thought, "Okay.  That's new."

So on a hunch I went shopping and tried on a C cup... and it fit.  Perfectly.

So let me get this straight.  My boobs did not grow during pregnancy but still went through the post-pregnancy shrinkage, even though my milk didn't come in?

What?

But, yeah.  Such is the case.  I'm actually not upset about this; really I'm just surprised, and kind of amused.

So if anyone finds a lost cup size wandering around, don't worry about it; I'm okay.