I have really large boobs.
To all the people that say, “They are so big!” in astonishment, realize that I already know this. I have gotten used to my boobs being the topic of discussion on occasion, and I’ve
heard the jokes, too. I battle with insecurities from time to time, endure back pain and see the marks on my shoulders from my bra straps at the end of day.
I’ve heard my small-chested friends complain about their flat front and how they wish they had the right size chest to fill that really cute dress they want. Girls with A cups hope they don’t look like a boy in their T-shirts and will buy the latest push-up bra from Victoria’s Secret just to get a little cleavage.
But why do we complain? Why do we take our “girls” for granted?
October – Breast Cancer Awareness month – is here, which means we see a lot more pink in our world, with hair product bottles changing to the signature color and NFL players sporting different shades of pink on the field.
A new day popped up and caught my attention. It was called, “No Bra Day,” and would take place on Oct. 13. I automatically decided I couldn’t participate because my boobs are too big to go a day with no support, especially in public.
But then I really got to thinking when I found a blog article on Thestir.cafemom.com that pointed out that breast cancer survivors find this kind of awareness tactic insulting. Supporting breast cancer awareness should be more about becoming informed, rather than just taking a day off from wearing a bra. Take it a step further by talking with survivors, doing a charity walk or learning how to do a self-breast exam.
It was a great reminder to me to be thankful for the breasts that I have, regardless of their size. I should be grateful that I have real, natural boobs to be proud of, instead of rather than to criticizing them. Instead of ranting about whether or not our breasts are too big or too small, let’s celebrate the fact that we actually have them.
Before we participate in a ploy like “No Bra Day,” let’s consider the impact of our statement. Stop giving our bust sizes so much attention. Celebrate our whole bodies.
In the end, size doesn’t matter.