One week post op- LOVE my new boobs- stitches out today.

Hello All! This site has been so incredibly helpful so far and I am so thank ful for it. I am a 32 year old wife and mother of 2, 2 and 4 years old. 5'7" 123# (working on getting back to my pre-baby 118!). I am very athletic in personality and build and being active is super important to me. Long story short, I have been a small 34B my entire life and it never bothered me. This was how God made me and I was cool with that. Being a runner, I looked at breasts as being extra fat and was in no need to have larger bobbies. Well fast forward after breast feeding both of my children- each for an entire year- and my 34B is now a deflated 34/4 AA. I was up to a beuatiful full C when I was breast feeding and I absolutely loved it. Now, I know I am an AA because I was formally sized at Vickies recently and left crying :(
Anywho...I am an extremely confident (not cocky, but confident) person. I work with the public and have to do public speaking frequently. I never in a million years would have thought this issue with my body would bother me this much. I have always cared about my appearance and been involved in some sort of work out routine, but had always thought it was vain to have work done. Not no more!
Approx 8 months ago I started hitting my work out routine again hard, trying to get that extra baby weight off. It was then I really started to notice that what little I had was reducing even further. I really started to feel undesirable, and we all know how well that goes over in the bed room. My husband is super into me and super sweet and knew something was up. I, in my mind and to him, played it off that it was the little extra weight, but finally after a long chat that he prompted, broke down and told him how much the loss of my breasts was affecting me. He was stunned and really had no idea that I felt the way I did. His immediate response was "Then we fix it...I do not want you feeling this way about yourself." I literally almost fell over. What?? I thought. He was giving me permission to get a boob job? I really was stunned that we were even talking about this issue. And I was even more shocked that he was so, lets go for it! So, that night I started researching local surgeons and found a wonderful doc with tons of experience and really good photos. Schedule a consultation and just loved him. Very caring, spent a lot of time with me explaining the procedure, implants types, size, etc. So....I called later that day and booked my surgery...eeeeeek!!!! Holy crap I still cannot believe I am doing this!

So, what I would love some feedback on is size. You lovely ladies can see my stats. My goal is to be a FULL B/Small C. Not a D. I can't go there. I do not want anyone to notice that I have had this done. I am already prepping with a VS bombshell bra and trying to make them look larger with different tops etc., but I do not want the fam to know. This will just be kept between my husband and I. I tried on the 275cc, 300cc and the 325cc. the doc likes the 325s but I was more into the 300s. Could be I'm just scared of too much change, but I want a favorable result, and with very little breast tissue left, I don't want to regret not going big enough. If anyone with similar stats can give some advice, pls do!

I am also concerned about recovery. My surgery is on a thursday morning and I plan to be back to work on Monday. Is that realistic? I am also very worried about being mommy and not lifting on my kiddos. The pain does not scare me. 2 babies, no pain meds, hurt like hell, but I survived. So I know I can get through this.

I am also struggling a bit with the guilt of spending the money on myself. My husband is totally fine with it! He says I work hard, and take great care of my family so I deserve to do something for myself, but it still is hard to swallow that I am going to spend this money on body parts. :)
Any thoughts or encouragement would be greatly appreciated. Thank you all so much for sharing your stories. It has really helped me accept and go forward with doing this for myself.