Well, talk to him about how you feel. I also had the same problem when I had kids. My breasts were humongous! My husband also reassured that I was beautiful even though I felt like the ugliest woman in the world. So, I sat down and talked to him and told him that my breast size was really starting to get me depressed. He said he didn't know it bothered me all that much and then he became very supportive. We live in Brooklyn, so we thought of having my breast surgery in New York. He helped me do the research, look for a surgeon and came with me during consultations

After the surgery, he said I looked great and I knew he really meant it