If the Bra Fits

I went bra shopping for the 478th time since I got pregnant, returning two bras I bought approximately five minutes ago and buying one with a cup size that is alarmingly close to the middle of the alphabet. I’ve spent more time in the Nordstrom lingerie department dressing room this spring than I have on my own front porch. I haven’t done a lot (by which I mean “any”) research on this, but I just can’t imagine why it takes breasts nine entire months to transform themselves from decorative to functional. I also can’t imagine why they (They!) refuse to make bras for pregnant ladies in colors other than beige, white, and, occasionally black. Would orange with white polka dots really be so difficult?