Monday, July 4, 2011

on breasts

I have never felt so comfortable with my breasts as I do right now.

When I was twelve, I remember watching all the girls around me grow breasts and buying bras. I was a late bloomer, and I was okay with that. I had seen my eighty year old grandma, big chested russian grandma get out of the tub, and I wanted no part of that.

When they did start coming in, I was not happy with them. I wanted my body to stay the way it was- no breasts, no awful hair to shave and pluck, no messy period to deal with.

As a teen, although I discovered the fun of crazy-looking bras, I still wasn't that excited about my breasts. Through my twenties, that feeling stuck with me, along with some other thoughts- they were never good enough. Not big enough, not perky enough. The left one was smaller than the right one. An inverted nipple on one side was a source of shame to me. One pesky little hair that grew by the right areola irritated me. Long story short, my breasts always made me uncomfortable.

Until now. Breastfeeding has given my breasts a purpose, a reason for being.

So what if they sag? So what if one is bigger than the other?

I have been able to feed two human children with my breasts! 

My breasts were made to nourish my children- not to be on the cover of Playboy- and they have served their purpose. They have allowed me to bond with my children in a way that no one else ever will.

They also make great pillows for little heads. And for that I am grateful.


  1. As someone who didn't "bloom" until pregnancy, I could really relate to this post. I, too, also just love my breast now. Up to now I was always trying to hide them, and now I'm so proud of them. My daughter is in the 85th percentile for her weight and I think, yeah, my breasts did that!

  2. I love this post! After having given birth and nursed a child for almost 11 months (so far!), I am so proud of what amazing things my body, and breasts, are capable of!


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