More than our looks?
Being a woman in today's society can be very difficult. We are chronically and unfairly underpaid, we are under-represented in positions of power and our reproductive freedoms are consistently at the whim of politicians who share neither our age nor our gender. Because we are women, we are frequently devalued as people, with our quality as human beings judged solely on the way we look. What a disheartening scale on which to judge other people, when none of us get to choose the assets we are born with, and there is so much more to being a woman that our faces, our bodies and whether or not we have large breasts.
Breasts are a symbol of female fertility and sexuality, and something that heterosexual men are undeniably attracted to. As a woman, even I look at breasts and find them attractive. They are soft and supple, warm and life-giving. What's not to love? Breasts are the natural way through which a woman's body produces the milk which will feed the children she bears. They are a significant part of her physical, mental, sexual and spiritual self.
I was born into a genetic line which was, as some might think, cursed with small breasts. Before child bearing, not a single woman in my family wore a bra size above a b-cup. We were never ones to fill out revealing tops or have voluptuous figures. As a child, that doesn't matter to you so much. Your flat chest is exactly like the flat chest of every other girl your age. When puberty starts, however, the differences become notable. Other girls started to blossom, but I was just a branch. I begged my mother to buy me a double a sized sports bra to wear in gym class, just so I had some way to feel like I was fitting in with the other girls. Of course, slowly but surely, I developed a bit of a chest. At fifteen, I was semi-satisfied with my b-cups, but when I hit 21 and they still looked exactly the same, one might say I was less than pleased.
For reasons primarily comprised of vanity, I have considered breast enhancement from many times through my teen years and into my adulthood. When vocalizing these considerations, I have been met with many different attitudes. My mother tells me it's not worth it, that my body is beautiful the way it is. Ex boyfriends have told me to go ahead and go for it. What a shock, huh? My fiance says to wait until we have children so that they become larger naturally, which seems like a logical idea. I can't help it, though; whenever I see a low-cut top or a tight dress, I just wish I could fill it out like it was meant to be worn!
There are, of course, various pros and cons to the idea of having a breast augmentation surgery. On the plus side, I'd finally be able to look sexy in all those clothes that are designed for buxom ladies. My confidence would be boosted, and my fiance might find me more attractive. If I had more body confidence, that confidence might become evident in other parts of my life as well. Whether or not it is discussed or socially accepted, sexually attractive women are treated differently, and in some regards treated better than average Janes like myself.
Unfortunately, breast augmentation surgery is expensive. I hate the idea of an invasive surgical procedure and I worry about the risks that come with such a procedure. If an implant starts to leak chemicals into my body, I could be in serious danger. It could also hamper my ability to breastfeed my children or cause painful swelling and enlargement during pregnancy. If the surgery is done incorrectly, my breasts could be permanently scarred and disfigured. I would also go through life knowing that any new attention I received was solely because of my new chest, which would feel very shallow and disconcerting. While sexually attractive women are treated differently, the different attitude is not always a positive one. Some people treat them as though they are stupid and others sexually harass them. That is a lot to go through for an elective surgery.
Still, though, I frequently think that I would feel more feminine with an enhanced chest. I would feel like a more sexual person and it would probably improve my sex life. Despite all my concerns, most procedures today are very safe. Maybe someday I will have breast augmentation done.
Breasts are a symbol of female fertility and sexuality, and something that heterosexual men are undeniably attracted to. As a woman, even I look at breasts and find them attractive. They are soft and supple, warm and life-giving. What's not to love? Breasts are the natural way through which a woman's body produces the milk which will feed the children she bears. They are a significant part of her physical, mental, sexual and spiritual self.
I was born into a genetic line which was, as some might think, cursed with small breasts. Before child bearing, not a single woman in my family wore a bra size above a b-cup. We were never ones to fill out revealing tops or have voluptuous figures. As a child, that doesn't matter to you so much. Your flat chest is exactly like the flat chest of every other girl your age. When puberty starts, however, the differences become notable. Other girls started to blossom, but I was just a branch. I begged my mother to buy me a double a sized sports bra to wear in gym class, just so I had some way to feel like I was fitting in with the other girls. Of course, slowly but surely, I developed a bit of a chest. At fifteen, I was semi-satisfied with my b-cups, but when I hit 21 and they still looked exactly the same, one might say I was less than pleased.
For reasons primarily comprised of vanity, I have considered breast enhancement from many times through my teen years and into my adulthood. When vocalizing these considerations, I have been met with many different attitudes. My mother tells me it's not worth it, that my body is beautiful the way it is. Ex boyfriends have told me to go ahead and go for it. What a shock, huh? My fiance says to wait until we have children so that they become larger naturally, which seems like a logical idea. I can't help it, though; whenever I see a low-cut top or a tight dress, I just wish I could fill it out like it was meant to be worn!
There are, of course, various pros and cons to the idea of having a breast augmentation surgery. On the plus side, I'd finally be able to look sexy in all those clothes that are designed for buxom ladies. My confidence would be boosted, and my fiance might find me more attractive. If I had more body confidence, that confidence might become evident in other parts of my life as well. Whether or not it is discussed or socially accepted, sexually attractive women are treated differently, and in some regards treated better than average Janes like myself.
Unfortunately, breast augmentation surgery is expensive. I hate the idea of an invasive surgical procedure and I worry about the risks that come with such a procedure. If an implant starts to leak chemicals into my body, I could be in serious danger. It could also hamper my ability to breastfeed my children or cause painful swelling and enlargement during pregnancy. If the surgery is done incorrectly, my breasts could be permanently scarred and disfigured. I would also go through life knowing that any new attention I received was solely because of my new chest, which would feel very shallow and disconcerting. While sexually attractive women are treated differently, the different attitude is not always a positive one. Some people treat them as though they are stupid and others sexually harass them. That is a lot to go through for an elective surgery.
Still, though, I frequently think that I would feel more feminine with an enhanced chest. I would feel like a more sexual person and it would probably improve my sex life. Despite all my concerns, most procedures today are very safe. Maybe someday I will have breast augmentation done.