34 Y/o Mommy from A to D. Minneapolis, MN

Once upon a time there was a slender young woman with a modest but perky B-cup. She met her prince charming, got married, and soon welcomed a bouncing baby to the family. The woman was lucky enough to be able to nourish that child until he was 17 months old with her B-cup-turned-D-cups. Those D-cups went down to a slightly droopy C-cup when finished breastfeeding, but the woman only needed a good push-up bra to bring them back up when desired.
A couple years later, the couple welcomed another bundle of joy, whom the woman got to breastfeed for 14 months with the D-cups again. The woman hoped she would be the exception to the rule and her boobs would not wither away when the milk did. She joked that if they did, she'd have to buy some boobies, not thinking she'd seriously ever do it. Soon though, the woman's D-cups deflated like a worn out party balloons... and the woman's self esteem went with them. Her prince charming tried to assure her that he still found her sexy, but the woman did not believe it because she was disgusted by what she saw in the mirror.
One night when the woman was removing the cutlets from the super push-up bra she wore to at least look like a woman while wearing clothes, she decided there was going to be no other way for her to get over her lack of boobies than to get some new ones put in.
She found an amazing website with so much information and many women feeling the same things she was. It helped her find a doctor and with the help of a glass of wine, she found the courage to make an appointment for a consultation. After a wonderful appointment, she booked the surgery before she had a chance to chicken out.
And now we wait.
To be continued...

Surgery is in exactly 2 weeks. Every day I still have the thought that I'm going to chicken out. Every day, immediately after that thought, I know I have to do this for myself.
Sent payment in today and had a hard time walking away from that mail box. No going back now (well I could, but that would be one expensive regret). I've got my to-do list going for things to do or buy before D-day (pun intended, lol). Most of it has to do with cleaning or setting things up for easy access around the house. I feel like there should be more things on my shopping list, but so far I've only thought to buy a few tanks with built-in shelf bras and bought some stool softeners, which is advice I'm pretty sure I read somewhere on this site. Any other suggestions?
Also, I realized I never posted my stats on here so: I am 5'8 and 118lbs. I'll get around to posting "before" pics when kiddos are in bed :)

Even driving to and entering the office, I was still in disbelief that I was going through with this. The staff could tell my nerves were going crazy and made little jokes with me and my husband to lighten the mood. I never even had drugs for childbirth so the IV going in freaked me out. Got pretty light headed, but a nurse put some lovely drug in and all was good. Dr. Tholen came in, discussed my size, made some jokes, drew on my boobies and then I was guided to the OR and laid on the table. Even laying there, staring at the big lights I told the nurse I couldn't believe I was doing this.
That's the last thing I remember until waking in recovery with my new boobies. My husband said I woke up smiling :)
So far today the pain has been way better than I expected. Really just feels like I did about 100 too many push ups. The worst thing today has been that I'm SO tired. My poor babies have hardly seen Momma today. I haven't taken any of the pain meds, but I'm usually more sore the 2nd day after anything so we'll see what tomorrow brings.