Whoop, there they are!

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My breasts enter a room before I do. I’ve named them Chesty McMountains. Okay, not really.

I’ve been self conscious of them since I was a little girl. I would always wear a t-shirt over my bathing suit to “hide” them so boys wouldn’t stare.

It didn’t work.

I’m a petite thing, only 5’2, and I have large breasts that seem to look even larger because of my small stature.

Growing up, and even now, I have the hardest time finding clothes that fit me because of my big boobs. I swear, most of the clothes out there for women are for 12-year-old boys.

Dear fashion industry…Women have Breasts!

It’s almost impossible to find dresses that fit or any clothes for that matter.

Clothes fit everywhere else but when the time comes to zip up, I have to pull and tug to get the zipper past my chest.

My breasts have a life of their own.

Whenever I sit in a booth at a restaurant, they kind of lay up on the table. If I’m reaching for something in a high cabinet and there’s a glass or box of cereal on the counter, my breasts knock those things over like dominos.

Forget about doing something like jogging. I might poke an eye out or give myself a black eye.

When I go down stairs, I have to keep a hold of them so they don’t go flopping around.

I have a love/hate relationship with my breasts.

Yes, it can be entertaining when I knock everything over in my path with my super breasts but at the same time, I’m not the kind of person who likes attention. But it’s hard not to get any with my super boobs.

If I had my way, I would love to get a breast reduction. Since that’s not going to happen, I’ve reluctantly decided to accept my big breasts.

My husband doesn’t see them as a problem (of course not) and my daughter is entertained by them. I, on the other hand, would love to take them on and off as needed.

Detachable breasts! How great would that be?

It can be frustrating when I find a cute top to wear that some women can get away with. If I put on a cute top that’s a little form-fitting, I look like I should be out on the street as a hooker.

What made me even more self conscious about them is when I was in high school, I was sent to the counselor’s office a few times for being a “distraction” just because I would wear something like a tank top.

What did they expect me to do at 16? Duct tape them down. I even had a female counselor call me slutty because although I was wearing a simple t-shirt, my boobs were saying “hey, look at me!”

That incident has stayed with me all of these years. Shame on her for saying that to such a young girl. It wasn’t like I asked to have these breasts. Instead of putting such negativity on me at a young age, girls should be made to feel proud of their bodies, not ashamed.

I wish I could have felt that way years ago but what matters now is I’m finally starting to accept my body the way it is.

Sure, there can be improvements and I’m working on that but I don’t want to have my daughter growing up and go through the same body issues I have.

We women come in all shapes and sizes and shouldn’t be so hard on ourselves when it comes to our bodies. We need to love ourselves the way we are…big breasts and all.

Instead of focusing on the negative, let’s focus on the positive.

What do you love about your body?

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9 Responses to Whoop, there they are!

  1. Angie February 26, 2013 at 00:25 #

    Shame on that counselor for saying that to you!

    My eyes are my favorite part of my body.
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  2. Cate February 26, 2013 at 05:00 #

    If you can find the right doctor, or if you have a good relationship with yours, you can get a breast reduction by claiming that it is causing you back pain. Once you get a referral for a doc who does such operations, go to their office, say that your bra straps are digging into your shoulders, your back always hurts, etc, and your insurance will cover the surgery as a necessity. It happened to me! And I am super thankful!

  3. monica February 26, 2013 at 05:58 #

    focus on the positive! amen! it has taken me 30 plus, plus years to be okay with my body. AND if you ever have a breast reduction – send me the leftovers, k? 😉 i have the opposite problem over here and after breast feeding four kids they are flat and low! love this post. and my favorite part – my teeth! corny, i know.
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  4. Ashleigh February 26, 2013 at 12:20 #

    At 19 I had a breast reduction for exactly the reasons you have listed. It was the best thing I have ever done for myself. You deserve to be happy and comfortable in your own body.

  5. Marianna Annadanna February 26, 2013 at 17:00 #

    Ugh tricky to think of something we love, isn’t it. I’m even shorter than you, but my boobs are fairly proportionate. Usually anyway. Now I’m just fat and pregnant and so everything seems too big and wonky and new and weird. Bah.
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  6. Anna at Mama Writes February 27, 2013 at 00:04 #

    I am also 5’2 and my boobs are too big on my frame and I wish I could get a reduction… If I ever get the guts, or insurance to pay for it, I will get one. Smaller boobs are on my list of things I wish I had…
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  7. Marie February 27, 2013 at 05:48 #

    I love this post! I was an A until I had my boys and now I am a DD and I hate it. They are awkward and weird and as much as I always wanted bigger boobs in high school, I don’t want porn star boobs! I wear sports bras almost exclusively and when i have to wear a real bra, I am beyond self conscious. I appreciate your honesty about topics such as this. I don’t even talk about my boobies because its like saying “i have so much money, what an unhappy chicky i am”.

    Find some sports bras! 🙂

  8. Beadzoid February 27, 2013 at 11:47 #

    Good on you! And yes, disgusting of the counsellor. What a piece of work!

    I know exactly how you feel. I really loved being called ‘big tits’ at school, just as my still flat chested sister loved being called ‘bog tits’ sister’. And it was so much fun when my school blouse would become a basketball hoop for boys to aim scrunched up bits of paper down. Truly. F*ckers.

    I don’t know what happened but mine settled down and reduced on their own in my 20s. And I was SO thankful. So you have my sympathy based on bitter experience. You could seek the referral if you still wanted. But if you have learned to love the curvy chesty you then that’s brilliant. So you should. Flat chested sisters would envy you what you have, and they can’t change it any more than you can without resorting to implants. Good post, good message x
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  9. Naomi April 29, 2014 at 07:53 #

    I think I love my hair the best. I don’t take the best care of it, but it’s a lovely color in the right light and super soft when I’ve had time to wash it.

    It’s tough with big boobs. I’m blessed with a more hour-glass figure so my ass gets big when my boobs do. I still knock stuff over with them, and I don’t dare reach over someone’s shoulder to get something. I never noticed doing it myself, but my friend reached over my shoulder and her boob rested on my arm. I assume it happens any time someone with big boobs reaches over someone.

    My kiddo loves my boobs, too. It’s all I can do to stay dressed in public.

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