Its all about my boobies – please support them

I think it is important to try and have boundaries when writing a blog.  Areas of your life that you don’t go into.

My few boundaries are not having a pop at he who helped create them, to be fair he is marvellous so wouldn’t be possible anyway.  I try not to blog about me old mother as she doesn’t trust the internet and finds that facebook thing a bit weird and is often found wringing her hands asking why people don’t use phones to talk into anymore.  In general I avoid blogging about friends and family as I don’t want to offend inadvertently and I am sure if they wanted the world to know their business they would start a blog as well. (well not my mum she wouldn’t have the faintest idea of where to start – but she would call you!)

I also try to avoid blogging about my boobies; not always successfully as I am breastfeeding BB so sometimes the occasional comment slips in!  However today is all about the boobs in yet another cleverly concealed post that hopefully will drive you to my just giving site.

In six weeks me and my boobs are running a marathon.  We are doing it for charity, in support of an awesome little boy called Seth who has spent most of his five years on earth fighting acute myeloid leukaemia.  I am trying to raise awareness of the Anthony Nolan trust and hoping to raise two grand for them in the process.

So why the boobs?  Well I am going for the sympathy vote here.  Should you be wondering if this is a big enough challenge for me, should you be debating whether to sponsor me over the masses of great causes, then let me tell you a secret which hopefully will lead to some loving on my just giving page.

My boobs are big, I mean Jordan envy size, in fact whilst breastfeeding I am in the largest cup size available in the UK.  (If you don’t know what that is ask  the lovely TJ at bras4mums as she hooks me up with my overtheshoulderboulderholders) So I feel since each breast is virtually the size of a small person they deserve a bit of recognition and a bit of sponsorship!

And the boobs are finding it hard work in training.  They get blisters everywhere, in fact one of them is so heavily plastered up as the moment you could write well wishes on it like a broken leg cast (should anyone wish to write on my breasts in exchange for serious sponsorship lets talk).  They also have the added inconvenience of lactating.  I did a twenty mile race recently and the last five miles felt like I was running with six pints of milk in each breast.  I also had slight leakage issues as well which was a tad embarrassing at the finish line.

They bounce and jiggle and generally hurt like hell as my legs go through the same torture.  And as I run past supporters no one is looking at my face I can be sure of that! (which is good as I am normally a little red).

So please show the boobies some loving as I think quite possibly they could be largest to ever attempt the London marathon and if that doesn’t get a couple of quid sponsorship I don’t know what will!

Pop along now and do leave them a message.

The site is here!!!!!

To find out more about the fabulous work Anthony Nolan does and register to save a life click here.  Someone registered once and saved Seth’s life which allowed his adorable mummy to sit and weep her way through his first parents evening last week.  An event she never dared dream she would attend.

Kids shouldn’t get poorly, my boobs can take the pain if it helps to stop a little bit of suffering in the world please help me raise awareness.

Thanks