Back to the Beginning - Kinda :) Vancouver, BC

Hello - I am 46 years old, happily married with 2 children. In May 1996 (19 years ago) I made a (very hasty) decision to get my breasts augmented. I had gone from a 30C or 30D cup (at 17 years old ... not sure exactly how big my boobs were when I was 17 - as I most likely wore the wrong size bra for years) to a 28A or 28B cup at 27 years old. My hairdresser at the time mentioned to me that he knew someone that knew someone that knew a plastic surgeon, yada yada yada. It was the year of my 10 year grad reunion and in high school I had great boobs - not huge boobs, but big enough that they were pretty nice to look at and I looked proportionate and nice in clothes. I was a bit of a tomboy and not a big fashionista, but in the looks department ... I did okay. That one conversation with my hairdresser and the fear of walking into my grad reunion 10 lbs lighter and two or 3 cup sizes less, ended up with my beautiful little boobs (28A/B) becoming big boobs (28D/DD). I was 5'6" tall , 110 lbs with these Pamela Andersonesque boobs (no disrespect to my fellow Canadian of course) :) I had asked the PS to make me a C cup as I was into fitness and liked to run and workout. As soon as I woke up from the surgery I regretted what I had done. The PS said he made my implants larger (D or DD) because he knew I would be back for a revision and thought I would like bigger boobs. Not cool. Being young and naive I said nothing and just decided to live with my choice and get on with life. So I did. I got married and had two kids, and life was good and I liked my fake boobs for about 10 years, and then they got bigger after each pregnancy and about 20 lbs extra and settled and started to feel uncomfortable and they just looked big and were in the way. Yoga became difficult, Running became a chore and hugging my kids and family and friends was an unpleasant thing. I hated the lying. I did not tell my kids until this passed Spring of 2015 when i decided to go ahead and get a consultation with a new PS (Dr VL). Both my kids and my husband have been super supportive. My daughter, who is 15 now, could not believe that I had fake boobs. She said for two reasons, one they looked super real and she just thought that I am such a natural and down to earth person, she just could not imagine me doing something like plastic surgery. So, here I am 3 days post-op and very content. I worried for months (no ... probably years) about my boobs, and here I am now on the other side - less fearful and proud of my choice to explant and get on with my life with my "new/old" boobs. The day before my surgery I was extremely nervous - so nervous i slipped and fell exiting the shower. Thank goodness for my good core strength I landed on my left forearm and my delicious chubby bum ! The bruise I have on my left butt cheek was more sore than anything the day of my surgery. I slept uncomfortably the first night because of my sore butt, and the tenderness of my two breasts was secondary. Isn't life funny. Before surgery 3 days ago I was wearing a 30G (yes, girls you read correctly - 30G ! ), and looked very matronly in anything I wore. I have been wearing a compression bra since the morning after my surgery to keep my breasts compact and content, but I have tried on a few of my old bras and bikini tops and it appears that in the end I will be about 30D/DD or maybe even 30E. I am okay with the those letters and numbers. I am looking forward to this summer and taking time to heal and rejuvenate. I will enjoy watching the butterflies playfully flit around my backyard and I will be happy and good and okay with where I am in this adventure. Lastly, I would like to thank all of the brave women on RealSelf. Your stories, photos and courage got me to today. Thank you from the bottom of heart.