oh, to be so blessed

in an effort to alleviate the 98 degree, sweltering, stifling, suffocating heat, i thought it might be nice to take harrison swimming.  which, of course, meant that i needed to purchase a new swimsuit.  the ones i have simply won't fit over my baby bump.  so, after a brief search, i found this one at target.

the thing i didn't realize about maternity swimsuits (even though i did try it on in the dressing room) is that they are cut "way down to here".  i'm sure the theory is to draw the eye up...to the chest...so that the eye won't notice the rest of me. 

"accentuate the positive, eliminate the negative".  that's the saying, right?  

well, i'm not so sure, at this point in my pregnancy, that my chest is a positive.  my husband, on the other hand, is quite sure.

too much information, i know.  but i'm certain you understand exactly what i'm talking about.  i mean, what is it with men, anyway?  (that's an entirely different post...so i'll get back to the topic at hand).

swimsuit purchasing criteria:

cute?  i think so

comfortable?  yes, actually, it's one of the most comfortable swimsuits i've ever owned

modest?  well, not so much.  

especially given the fact that my new measurement is a G.  

yes, you read that correctly.  i apologize if this declaration made you spit out your coffee...all over your computer screen.

G.  

as in Gynormus.

all i can say is...my cup certainly runneth over.