I was interviewing someone today that used to work at a company that was a fond client of mine for many years. We ended up talking about people that are still there and how they are doing. And as it turns out, 2 women I know quite well are currently going through chemotherapy as they have breast-cancer.
We have all been touched by cancer in some way, my own Mom had cancer and some of our fellow blogger friends here are breast cancer survivors, but this was just uncomfortably close to home for me.
On the way home I took some time to work through my feelings about this and about my own breasts. I’m forever saying how terrible they look after breastfeeding 3 children and how much I want a boob job. Most mornings I stand in front of the mirror and lift my arms so I can see them restored to their former perky self for just a few seconds. Whenever my dear, dear husband comments on how great they are I put them down and cringe a little inside at the thought of what they look like now.
But then, I thought, I should be proud of what they look like. Because I still have them. And they supplied milk for my 3 babies. And my husband still likes them. Stretchmarks and all.
So, tonight I commit to be gentler with myself as we are, after all, our own worst critics.
Baie dankie Rea.
Hear Hear! I do that too, with one one boob. I lift it up and imagine what it will look like with reconstruction. Only I don’t have someone else telling me he loves it. I’m grateful for good bra’s
You are so right – so often we are our own worst critics and don’t value what we have. Thank you for the reminder.
You’re so right, we do tend to forget what miracles our bodies are.
I miss my breasts so much!! Even though I have had reconstruction and they might look good, the only other person who appreciates it is my surgeon!
It is so tough when friends are going through this trial. Thinking of you.
Thank you for reminding me that I can still admire myself. xxxx
you’re totally right! a friend of mine from university is a breast cancer survivor and i lost my dad to cancer last year!
i too commit to being kinder when i look at myself in the mirror …
Well, I tell you I love it, even though I’ve never seen it 🙂
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Yes, we do!
I’m with you on this too 🙂
I’m too terrified to have my boobs ‘enhanced’ as I believe that God gave me these boobs to serve a purpose, and that they have done! Any fiddling with them might spoil them!
I’m really sorry for my hubby, as he’d love them bigger, but they’re good for me 🙂
AT least you like them they way they are 🙂
So true! My boobs are not what they used to be post Sophie, they have definitely shrunk, but I am so grateful that I got to breastfeed my little one for almost 10 months, and so I’ll live with being a bit flat-chested.
Your breast policy is the best policy!
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Thanks!