Is Anything More Than a Handful Wasted?

Perhaps you have heard the title of this post (or a variation of it) to describe small breasted women. After two and a half months on hormones I am to that point.
I have devised my own measurement system-my hands.
This morning "the girls" are at a point of comfortably spreading the fingers of my hand as I cup them.
Other changes included a negative desire to eat my way through every piece of food I see.
So far I haven't gained much weight fortunately and  very little in my belly area.
I have been told my body is reacting to building a "female" layer of fat in the body. The fat of course is what enables the female to be softer and develops more fat in the hip and thigh area. I simply can't wait to be able to fill out a pair of jeans better than I can now!
I'm far from an expert on the subject, but the extra layer of fat equips women to survive as a gender over men because of child bearing reasons.
As I have written hear a number of times, one of my wonderful summertime goals this year is to finally be able to wear sleeveless tops and sundresses. Of course the softer my body becomes and the more my hips and breasts happen to feminize, the more satisfying the season will be.
If only from the fact I will be able to wear the same fashions as any other woman this summer and be much more comfortable in the heat-it will be such an improvement!
I have been told to expect a nice increase in the "girls" and the rest of the body will start to catch up in a year.
Of course there are many factors I know which can influence the process and my biggest goal is to relax and try to appreciate the process I've waited so long for.
Not much else to tell all of you in the emotional department. Smaller hot flashes after the huge initial one and no crying jags yet! I'm sure the first crying binge will come at exactly the wrong time!
Well, that is the current update! Now I have to go take my meds!!!