Plastic Surgeon Please!

Yeah, thats what I'm going to need if Ryder keeps plowing into my chest! It's no secret I've had a boob job. No doubt they came in handy when I was nursing... I'm sure it was easier for him to find them~ He had 2 big ball basketballs in his face so he didnt' have to search too long for find what he needed. But now, they hurt when he lays on them~ because he is so rough when he cuddles. He just solid, like a brick... nothing squishy about him anymore except his thighs... so it hurts sometimes when he wants to cuddle into my chest. Oh, and now his favorite game is to bounce and flip all over the couch. Of course am the bumper pad so he doesn't fall and knock himself out onto the floor. So my boobies are like 2 big punching bags! I swear I have a little white Mike Tyson sometimes! He isn't doing it to hurt me, I am just the person he gets to play rough and tough with. I just hope these suckers hold up through it all!