At the end of my pregnancy I went to Kmart for a last-minute comfort shop before the baby arrived.
I intended to buy some large, cheap loungewear, but I stumbled upon a five pack of big granny knickers in a size larger than I was.
I thought I'd better buy them just in case I had an emergency caesarian.
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Once I washed them all, I was very sneaky about hiding the knickers in my birth bag in case anyone saw them and judged me for having huge high-waisted knickers.
But a few days into me being in hospital, the last thing on my mind was laundry and getting my husband to do trips home to sort out my situation - so I was left with these big granny knickers.
I reluctantly put them on, and they fit perfectly around my still puffy and very squishy post-partum belly, and they were so comfortable and just loose enough to hold my super jumbo maternity pads.
I went through the five pack very quickly, and then suddenly, laundry was at the top of my list of 'things for my husband to sort when he gets home'.
I needed that underwear because no other underwear came close to making my birth region feel like it was being coddled.
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These knickers made my nether regions feel like they finally had a voice and were seen for the first time - like when you first see a therapist or when you meet a person that just gets you.
To top it all off, my ass looked great in them - and I proceeded to wear only the knickers around the house when I finally got home, because they were super comfy. And with a breastfeeding baby, my breasts were hot, saggy commotitties.