As women, we have been given this incredible machine of a body that does amazing things, but it is a body that also changes a lot over time. Can you remember being young (pre-boobs) and thinking that this was the carefree body you were going to have forever? Then one day, something started to change. Officially the term was "budding", but more practically it meant that it was time for a string of camisoles, undershirts, tank tops, or the (super embarrassing) training bra. It was time to cover up because our bodies were starting to change. It is around this point that many young girls became confused about how to feel about their bodies. Is this a good thing, and if so, why do I have to spend so much time covering it up??
At some point, those "buds" actually became real breasts and nothing but a real bra would do. For some girls, this development happened too early and they were the only ones who had them. For others, it happened late and they were certain they were the only ones who didn't. Some are still waiting for their breasts to come! And for sure, whatever size you had; it was never quite right. Too big, too small, wrong shape, wrong structure. There was a lot of attention paid to something that was completely out of your control, and not all of that attention was welcome. Why was this a thing that we were judged on? Why did the boys seem so fascinated? And what was up with all of the bra strap snapping in middle school?!?
As time went on, we became used to what we had. We tried to find bras that fit our particular shape and size and were thankful for inventions like the Miracle Bra, the T-shirt bra, or the Minimizer. We learned to dress our body type and figure out what clothes flattered our large breasts, or made the most out of our small ones. Although it was still more work than it needed to be, (why do I have to pack a regular bra, sports bra, strapless bra, and t-back bra for one vacation?!?) we made peace with what we had. Apparently, this was the body we would have forever.
Then...there was pregnancy.