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Having to be grown up

*Sulk*

Some things about being a proper grown up.... I NO like!

Last night I took out my nipple bar for the last time. I've had that piercing for around 10 years and it's been one of my favs. But it is hardly suitable for someone who will be breastfeeding in the next few weeks. It's not safe or hygienic for baby, and will most likely get in Wiggles way when trying to feed anyway. Plus I doubt it would fit in the expressor when I come to going back to work - not without getting jammed and causing me to make an embarrassing trip to A&E...

So it's gone.

Sure... I could get it re-done once Wiggle is off the boob, but if we're going to have more children - and lets face it, we probably are - it's just a waist.

It's not really a big deal, it's only jewellery after all. But it's also one step away from the kid I was and one step closer to the responsible adult I'm going to have to be. It's taken me more than 2 weeks from being told I would have to remove it to actually getting round to doing it.

I wonder how fast it will heal? I have images in my mind of milk coming out of the sides of the nipple now better that the tip!



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