Note from Missy:
Boobs... we love 'em, hate them... often ignore them. We dress them up and show them off or take the "cover and hide" approach. At the end of the day, many of us 'unleash' them with a silent cry of "FREEEEEEEEEEDOM!!" LOL
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"Are you happy with your breast size?"
It would still be interesting to discuss here. Maybe not as a debate, but i could see some good discussion ensue
Sure, we can discuss here too.
Haha Bonita about them hanging south.
Mine are just unruly right now. I think it's time to buy a bigger bra or something, because they were threatening to pop out of my normal size yesterday. An embarrassment of riches...lmao.
I'm not happy with my breast size. I think i'm pretty much about as flat as one can possibly be, and i'm not exaggerating. I don't have a desire to have extremely large boobs, but I think for the sake of wearing clothes, I really really wish i were a B cup.
If someone asked me if I could change one characteristic about my body, i think it would probably be my breasts....honestly.
Cecilia Marie 1/10/10
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I'm happy. 34C, still geographically where they should be. Things could be a lot worse I suppose. I'm kind of curvy, but tall. I guess my boobs fit the rest of my body.
After both kids were weaned my boobs went far, far away. I was upset. But they came back. Weird. Maybe they missed me too.
Mine are too big. DD. I can't wear anything that won't cover a thick-strapped bra underneath, it's annoying because of all the clothes I miss out on. And I have cleavage in tons of t-shirts whether I like it or not. I can't really wear wrap dresses because they turn into gigantic cleavage festivals.
That said, I like having big boobs, I'd be happier with a C or a D though. Big enough to give me a figure, but not so big that they're all I see when I look down.
My mom says that back in the day, they didn't even make nice bras in DD, so I'm grateful that has changed.
But if I could change one thing about my body it wouldn't be my breasts. They're way down the list. I tend to dress a little boyish at times, jeans & t-shirts, so it helps to have something obvious to demonstrate my actual gender.
Laurie, mom to:
Nathaniel ( 11 ) and Juliet ( 7 )
Baking Adventures In A Messy Kitchen (blog)
Mine are too big -- 40G right now, and I've been up to an I cup when nursing full-time. I share Laurie's complaints about finding clothes that fit well, and I have never ever been braless in my adult life. I didn't even remove it during my c-section with Weston. They are a bit saggy, so if someone offered me a lift for free, I'd probably take it, but I don't dislike them enough to do anything about it on my own. I'd rather have a bit of lipo around my belly.
The number of U.S. states in which a person can marry the person they love regardless of gender: 30 and counting!
38G is too big. Clothes don't fit right. Bathing suits are a nightmare. And bras cost upwards of $100.
I am seriously considering getting a reduction down the road when I'm forever done breastfeeding and (hopefully) lose some weight, although they don't seem to shrink much with weight loss for me. My only hesitation is my fear of surgery - I've never had any sort of operation before (except wisdom teeth) and the thought of being under anesthetic freaks me out.
Some of you guys have a pretty impressive rack. A friend of mine is an H. I don't even know what she was while bfing.
I remember when my milk came in with DS. It was the middle of the night - same with DD - but DS was in the NICU at the time so I sleepily grabbed the pump. When I looked in the mirror the next morning I was like OMG, wth????? I was easily a DD. It was scary. And I pumped 20oz every 3 hours, round the clock for the next week until DS came home.