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Joy: From the Ground Up

Battle Bra Royale November 10, 2013

It started with a bra. Then one became three. Three became six. Soon the carnage was all over the bedroom floor. Bras. All over the place. And mom. In tears. Inconsolable tears.

So I did what any dog would do. I grabbed myself one of the bras and swung it around to entice mom into a game of tug of war. Surely that would cheer her up. I was thrilled when she took the bait and grabbed the other end. But that was where the fun stopped. The game didn’t last long at all, mostly because we ripped the bra straight in half. I was about to grab another one and start again, but that’s when the sobbing started.I like tug of war

I suppose it was only a matter of time until Battle Baby Bump Royale reared its head again. Except this time, it was worse. A lot worse. This time, it was my mom versus her bras. And the bras won. That’s right, folks. Battle Bra Royale has now commenced at the Schmidt household. It all started off innocent enough, with mom making a stop at Soma (which what would become the first of many different bra stores) on her way home from that place called work the other day.

Joy became her when she came home with her purchase. But the next morning that game of emotional tug of war began again. The dream bra was no more. It had become a nightmare, digging and rubbing into her in all the wrong places. That’s when the crying started. She soldiered herself off to the place called work anyway, only to return home briefly before heading back again. This is when I tried to console her with my games…and failed miserably.

I think it happened overnight. The impossible became possible. There’s no politically correct way to say this, so I’ll just come out with it. Mom has big boobs. Larger than average, by far. And that was pre-pregnancy. Now? Well, apparently three different stores couldn’t help her. They are that large. But just as any good game of tug of war too must come to an end, I am relieved to report this story has a happy ending.

Two painfully emotional days – and four different stores – later, she finally returned home last night with success. The battle has ended. Mom has emerged victorious in her battle of the bras. And I think there is something to be learned from the battle scars. Sometimes the silliest things play tug of war with our emotions. In the moment, the culprit can be hard to recognize. But we can rise above. We can persevere.

“Life is not easy for any of us. But what of that?” questioned Nobel-prize winning physicist Marie Curie. “We must have perseverance and above all confidence in ourselves. We must believe we are gifted for something and this thing must be attained.”

It started with a bra. But it doesn’t end there. Mom has been gifted with something pretty special. She’s gifted with the miracle of life that is pregnancy. And when she meets that little person in a mere matter of weeks, I know that’s when the battles won’t matter any more. Because that’s when the war really will be won.

 

32 Responses to “Battle Bra Royale”

  1. These are the things you will laugh about later 🙂

  2. I’m shocked! Tug of war usually solves ALL problems! ….or maybe that’s just doggie problems… I’m glad your Mom got everything squared away.

    Love and licks,
    Cupcake

    • Dear Cupcake,
      I’m with you. Tug of war solves all doggie problems for sure – and we have fun doing it! So you can imagine my confusion when the sobbing worsened. But alas, all works out in the end. Thank goodness. 🙂
      Lots of love,
      Wiles

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  4. kiwiskan Says:

    I can relate to this 🙂

  5. huntmode Says:

    It is easy to stand to the side in the midst of this telling of the Battle Bra Royale and laugh out loud. We laugh because we too have faced – well, ahem, I have not faced the bra challenge, if anything the reverse here in teacup land – but we recognize a fellow warrior and I salute the two of you! Give your Mom a big squeeze around the feet for me – not her poor chest! Love HuntMode (still laughing)

    • It’s interesting to me that sometimes the things that makes us cry tears of frustration (or pain) at one point in life make us cry tears of joy later. Albeit painful initially, these are moments to cherish. I’m glad to bring some giggles to your day, dear friend!
      Lots of love,
      Wyles

  6. Your blog is a lovely legacy to that darling baby inside Mom. Be extra kind to her as I know you are. Lots of cuddles and hugs.

    • It’s funny you should mention that, dear friend. Just the other day, mom told dad she wishes she would have kept a pregnancy journal. Dad reminded her that she has been – through this blog (and my help as the blogger, obviously). 😉 I love cuddles and hugs, so it’s a good day in this doggie’s life.
      Lots of love, cuddles and hugs right back at you!
      Wiles

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  8. I agree with you, even small things can be the reason of a volcanic outburst of our emotions. But I’m sure things like this will turn into a “do you remember” when your little brother is here.

    • I think you’re right – it’s the kind of thing that was emotional in the moment and will be emotional in memory – first in tears of frustration, later in tears of joy. As the latter is my favorite kind, I look forward to this transition. 😉
      Lots of love dear brother,
      Wiles

  9. ScottieMom Says:

    Mr. K is notorious for running off with bras and shaking them from side to side like one of his tug toys that needs to be destroyed. Then, he makes me chase him around the house to get it back. Sounds like you two would have a good bit of fun together! Much love, The Scottie Mom.

  10. What a sweet post. Good luck to your mom on future bra battles.

    • 🙂 Thanks. I think she’s going to need it.

      • Tell her she isn’t the only one doing battles with bras.. Right now I’m fighting the good fight with bra straps.. unfortunately being big in that department is more of a curse than blessing.

      • As an observer of women-folk, I sure wish more ladies would be happy with what they have. They are beautiful…and they don’t even know it. It breaks my little doggie heart. I’m sending all kinds of love and hope to you as you complete your own bra battle.
        Lots of love,
        Wiles

  11. utesmile Says:

    I am sure your mum will see the funny side later. See how women are different, for me I was so happy that they were a bit bigger at the time…hehe

  12. Reblogged this on Wiley's Wisdom and commented:

    Bras. All over the place. And so many tears.


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