SO! This is my first entry… It’s a short story about a conversation my son and I had in the bathroom. First let me start off by saying I am self conscious about my chesticles (boobs) I don’t think they’re the appropriate size for me. Ok so now that you know this, here goes my story… Ok! so, I was taking a shower and like always one of the kids suddenly had the urge to use the restroom. I hear knocking and my son Jay says “mom open the door I gotta go!” I’m almost done with my shower. Already drying myself off, so I open the door. He comes in and uses the restroom and as he turns to walk out, he sees me getting dressed. He asked, “mom, what are you doing?” I said I’m putting my clothes on (I’m putting on my bra) and asks “mom what’s that?” i said it’s my bra and he asked “what is the bra for?” I said it’s to cover my chee-chees. He just stands there and thinks for a minute and says, “Hey?!” With a very puzzled look. “you dont got Chee-chees!, you dont need a bra silly! “My tia (aunt) and grandma have chee-chees!”… I felt so embarrassed. From that day on my son is no longer allowed in the bathroom while I’m in the shower. Well that’s my first story, Hope this makes someones day and remember life is too short to stay mad, sad, or worried.