30. To ‘B’ or not to ‘B’?

There is a small part of me that is quite excited at the thought of a new pair of fuller, upstanding breasts. I had occasionally joked that I would like a boob job but that my mum would never forgive me – I don’t think I would have had the conviction to change my natural appearance by choice. However, given the circumstances, I have been given an opportunity… either to return to my pre-pregnancy B cup or to increase it to a C cup. Giles feels my height and frame mean that I could carry a C cup quite comfortably and look well proportioned. I double check to make sure my husband is joking when he suggests double D’s – I want to be able to run and exercise easily. The implant will be tear-drop shaped and so will not look as bulbous as the temporary saline expanders, but will be a similar size. 

At a school coffee morning, I chat with some friends who all seem surprisingly well informed on breast implants – they advise that I need to check the make and whether the surface is rough or smooth and that I will probably need to have them replaced in the future. I realize I have done no research on this, rather trusting to my surgeon’s care and knowledge. I look at his website which confirms he will be using the latest make and models that come with lifetime guarantees. I feel this is sufficient for me and prefer not to delve further on the internet which tends to be full of horror stories.