So Thankful to Be in the Process of Removal

I had my implants put in 10 or so years ago. I was not originally wanting implants but I did want a tummy tuck after losing all of my baby fat and having saggy tummy skin. A friend had that done and the dr threw in the implants for a reduced amount. So I asked about it and talked my husband into the combo deal. Initially, I loved how I looked. I'm a small girl and my tummy looked great and my breasts were now beautiful. I assumed I would be able to wear clothes better and look sexy even as a momma. I did fill out the clothes but differently than I thought I would. I no longer fit into xs or size 0 tops. Sometimes I had to go up to mediums so that I did not feel like my chest entered the room before I did. I know I wasn't huge but I am pretty modest and I felt huge. I struggled with the modest-but-I-chose-this-chest issues, but knew they were pretty. I do not usually spend money on myself, so the thought of paying again to have them removed really never seriously occurred to me. I just figured I was stuck with them (first world problems!!) even though they were emotionally uncomfortable and sometimes physically awkward.

Then, a few weeks ago, one slipped out of the pocket. I panicked at first and started reading. But then I realized I could have them removed! Yay! So I called and made an appointment with my original PS. He was surprised I wanted them out and told me I'd be a good candidate for the newly approved implants and that I could just go smaller. But he asked me to let him deflate and let me see I would be ok with that. So that's what we did. I had read so much on here that I was somewhat prepared. It was strange feeling like the same person until I looked down. Leaving the implants in was uncomfortable and I called the dr back the next day and asked for an appointment to remove. It's getting better as I keep them pretty strapped in to a very comfortable sports bra with comfy straps. I get the implants removed next week and am very excited.
Last weekend I was talking to a girl about working out and body image as we get older. I made some comment about always being unsure about our bodies and she laughed out loud and told me that my body is fierce. I just loved hearing that. I feel strong and lean and fierce and I'm happy to just revel in that. :)

Thanks to all of you who posted and especially those who were brave enough to post pics! You really helped me prepare myself for this journey!