I'm in that phase of Motherhood right now, that if there's no poop in my hair, it's a hair-do...
Of course we all know the "my kids look better and more put together than I do" Phase, which is the Bigger picture of the no-poop= hair-do phase...
And there's also of course, the breastfeeding mother phase, where we try and we try to be "polite'' and modest, and keep those things tucked away and hidden from the world... and we try to nurse in private or under a cover all incognito like...
Then there comes the phase where you just have to say... "too bad world, I've got stripper boobs and you'll just have to deal with it" And stop stressing over *I can't wear this shirt around family/friends/coworkers because it's too revealing*
Chances are anyhow, they're honestly NOT going to even notice, they won't see them... Yes my dears, they ARE Ninja Boobs... those bad boys were in front of you the whole time, and the only reason you know about it now is I pointed it out/showed you a photo etc...
If you start to feel uncomfortable, like everyone is staring at your lady lumps... give your 3 y/o some sugar to create a diversion and quick find a napkin to tuck in like a bib... no one will be suspicious... promise.
Or if sugar isn't an option, just use the nearest child like a shield to protect your chesticles...
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