Boobs. A Conversation.

My midlife blogger friends and I talk about a lot of things.

  • We talk about getting older.
  • We talk about our sex lives – good, bad or nonexistent.
  • We talk about our kids – but not as often as mommy bloggers.
  • We talk about writing techniques, social media, and blogging tools.
  • We talk about books and movies. Sometimes tv.
  • We talk about fashion – especially shoes.

And this week, we talked about boobs. Daily Plate of Crazy, Books is Wonderful and Dropping 40 started it (you know you did!), but many enthusiastically joined in. It was collectively decided that we preferred the word “boobs” over the ever-popular “tits,” which was deemed too, um, titter-inducing.

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Sofia Vergara. “Nuff said.

Boobs are a hot topic, pretty much from the moment we first feel a twinge of growing pains. Some of us get them -whether big and bouncy or small and perky – when we’re far too young to really understand or appreciate what boobs mean in our society – the power they have, the weakness they imply. Some of us get them and hate them, some of us show them off, some of us have them reduced or enlarged.

I was young when my boobs started growing. They were pretty big for an 11 year old girl. It was weird. Boys looked at me. They would randomly grab at my chest, as though my boobs were there for the taking, like a free sample at a bakery. “Take one.”

This was in the early 1970’s. Tweens weren’t wearing Victoria’s Secret bras – we were wearing plain, white, ugly boulder holders. That was our only option.

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A training bra from the 1970’s

Having big boobs was a burden for a 12 year old girl back then. I think it’s different now. When my daughter was 12, her friends were strutting their stuff, pushing their boobs up and out and making them 2 sizes bigger with pads and push-up bras. They knew what they were doing.

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My dad and me. I was 12 years old. Boobs.

But back to my blogger friends.

 At this point in life, there’s more complaining than bragging  – boobs that hang low, bras that are uncomfortable (honestly girls, aren’t they all?), boobs that have deflated and sort of disappeared, boobs lost to cancer.

“The nice thing thats come with age is that I now have cleavage. I can now move them around to where I want them.” – Connie McLeod

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I asked my friends, when did you get your boobs?

“Still waiting. I bra shop in the Chubby Teen section of Walmart. I’m wearing a Dora the Explorer training bra right now.” –  Not a Supermom

” Nothing until college-I then had perfect 34c pixie boobs, then in my 30s they became an extra waistline!” – Forever 51

“52 – thank you Dr. Kim.” – Employee to Employ Me

” My dad was a carpenter, and I was (and still am) a carpenter’s dream.” – Relocation the Blog

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We share a collective experience of associating boobs with being women, in some ways more than any other parts of our bodies. The first (usually) visible sign of maturity, boobs can be a burden or a blessing, depending on how you – and those around you – feel about them.  Fathers can be perplexed, mothers envious. Both can be worried,  knowing the way things can change for their little girls once boobs appear.

Boobs are friendly and cheerful. Everyone can see them, or the idea of them. Boobs are maternal, erotic, cute, approachable and public. Women don’t mind talking about their boobs, as compared to vaginas. Vaginas are much more private, hidden away and personal. Cleavage is everywhere.

Did you know there’s a National Cleavage Day in countries all over the world? A day to celebrate boobs. The only country that has a National Penis Day is New Zealand. Gotta love those Kiwis.

Embrace your boobs, however large or small they may be. Better yet, let someone you love embrace them. Make someone happy.

What’s your boob story? Share in the comments section.

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34 Responses to Boobs. A Conversation.
  1. Connie McLeod
    December 11, 2012 | 7:46 am

    I love this!! And thanks for my quote. I feel the need to show some cleavage today!
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  2. Lori Jo Vest
    December 11, 2012 | 7:57 am

    Love it. They are such an important part of our womanhood when we’re young, then they become even more important for our babies, then they can become a burden as they sag and age or become a target for cancer. Great topic and one we should talk about more often.
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  3. Helene Bludman
    December 11, 2012 | 8:12 am

    I think Boobs. A Conversation could become Boobs. A Novel. Everyone has an opinion of them!
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    • Sharon Greenthal
      December 11, 2012 | 8:39 am

      Boobs. A Novel. That could also be about some of my old boyfriends :)

  4. Carpool Goddess
    December 11, 2012 | 8:13 am

    Great post! The Teen Form Bra photo brings back memories. Ack! Girls, today, are so lucky to have Victoria Secret.

  5. Mary Anne F51
    December 11, 2012 | 8:17 am

    My mom got me my first bra at Kmart in Atlanta. She promptly announced to the world that she was buying her daughter her fist bra. I wanted to DIE!
    Bras then were like 2 sanitary pads held together by elastic. If we would h ave had VS back then my whole high school experience would have been different…
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    • Sharon Greenthal
      December 11, 2012 | 8:39 am

      Ok, now we have to have a chat about sanitary napkins, don’t we?

  6. Haralee
    December 11, 2012 | 8:23 am

    A great conversation topic! Unfortunately with gravity also comes some ‘chicken skin’ in the cleavage decolletage area!
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    • Sharon Greenthal
      December 11, 2012 | 8:38 am

      Yes, that’s a problem…cleavage can be a little weird as we get older, can’t it!

  7. Marie (Ford) Cicogni
    December 11, 2012 | 8:25 am

    I remember most of my junior high friends (me included) were thrilled to get to the “teenform” stage … what a forgotten memory! Kinda makes me sad that little girls are immediately all about the sexuality of Victoria Secret type bras. I love them … buy them … but wouldn’t put my pre- or young-teen in one! I miss the innocence of growing up a little slower.

    That being said, when I had my gastric bypass surgery 7 years ago, “the girls” went south and never came back … lol! But it was/is actually fun to be able to wear sexier little bras after having to wear “boulder holders” and to have someone (new hubby) actually tell me he loved my “girls” and proves it!

    Happy Tuesday!
    Itty Bitty
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    • Sharon Greenthal
      December 11, 2012 | 8:38 am

      I’m sure it’s great to feel better about your “girls!”

      It’s difficult to keep the tweens away from the sexualized lingerie in the stores – they’re so conditioned to want to look older and hotter.

  8. Barbara
    December 11, 2012 | 11:00 am

    Boobs, boobs, boobs. Fun subject. Fun post. My boob story? Lots of ‘em. But for the most part – fun stories. I got ‘em around 5th grade. I still got ‘em. I guess they’ll be around as long as I am – and I’m always grateful they’re healthy.
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    • Sharon Greenthal
      December 11, 2012 | 12:19 pm

      Yes, I’m grateful mine are healthy too. That’s a really good point, actually.

  9. BigLittleWolf
    December 11, 2012 | 11:29 am

    It was such a fun, spontaneous conversation! What a lovely rendition of our lifelong preoccupation…

    I do wonder though, which came first, the boob or the “boobie,” which seems to be Very New Jersey Housewife…
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    • Sharon Greenthal
      December 11, 2012 | 12:19 pm

      “Boobie” is right up there with “tittie” in most annoying names.

  10. sue
    December 11, 2012 | 1:05 pm

    Sorry I missed the session, it seems it was great fun. My first bra was my mother’s bra, which did not fit, and I was not happy. I remember 2 friends in Junior High with big boobs going down the hallway together bouncing their boobs up and down on purpose singing that boob song loudly with something in it like “throwing your boobs over your shoulder when you get older”; that I only now understand that part-LOL.
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  11. Ginger Kay
    December 11, 2012 | 2:44 pm

    I prefer to call them breasts. I was thinking about them a lot last week, even wrote about them, but in regards to the ever changing and bewildering advice on mammograms.

    I try not to complain about my breasts. 1. I still have them. 2. They fed my babies well.
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  12. Geraldine
    December 11, 2012 | 3:27 pm

    Just had to click through to read this article (even though it’s past my bed time, so I should be logging off) as the title caught my eye! I prefer the word boob to any of the alternatives (my mum always says busom, which sounds Jane Austen-ish, & I associate the word jugs with tabloid newspapers!). Mine are small – always have been & always will (never fancied the idea of surgery) but, on the plus side, they haven’t restricted my participation in various sports over the years, I can wear most clothes, they served my 2 babies well & – as others have mentioned – are healthy (long may that continue…), so can’t complain!

  13. Janie Emaus
    December 11, 2012 | 9:48 pm

    This was a great post. Like I said, I’m still waiting for mine. In a past life, I wrote the box covers for porn movies and let me tell you, I had to stretch my imagination to come up so many different words to describe our breasts.

    • Sharon Greenthal
      December 13, 2012 | 10:59 am

      There are so many delightful words for them, aren’t there. That’s whole other post!

  14. Lynn
    December 12, 2012 | 2:07 pm

    I was getting ready to receive my Confirmation in sixth grade – if you went to Our Lady of Mercy you know what I mean – and I convinced my mother that if I was an adult in the eyes of the church then I should be able to wear a bra, whether or not i needed one. Which I definitely did not. She went for it. Thanks Mom!

  15. Shannon Bradley-Colleary
    December 13, 2012 | 10:48 am

    Sharon you have outdone yourself. Boobs are so fascinating. My 10-year old is starting to get little buds and won’t wear girls’ shirts because the material is too thin and she would have to wear a training bra with them. Instead she wears thick boys’ shirts that hide the buds. Her identity is entirely tied up in being a tomboy and my heart breaks just the littlest bit when I think of her inevitable evolution. My 8 year old can hardly wait to have breasts. She covets mine and for about 5 years living with her was like living with a 15-year old boy. Her hands were constantly down my shirt. She has named my breasts. The left one is Marilyn and the right one, sadly, is Bertha. Sigh.

    • Sharon Greenthal
      December 13, 2012 | 11:01 am

      Shannon you make me laugh…

      True story – the last time I saw my grandmother before she passed away, she stuck her hand up my shirt and gave my boobs a good squeeze. I thought my husband’s eyes were going to pop out of his head. Everyone loves boobs!

  16. Maria Alamillo de Ramirez
    December 13, 2012 | 11:29 am

    I didn’t get boobs until I was 15. I was a late bloomer compared to my friends. I used to call them the twins until they nursed 3 kids. Now they are the “broads” or when I am wearing a nice lacy bra, the “mamacitas.”
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  17. Julie Ruckstuhl
    December 13, 2012 | 12:10 pm

    I remembering wondering what the “training bra” was training the boobs to do. Was it somehow like training wheels? How did one know when the boobs (or “breasts,” as my mother shocked me once by uttering) were trained? Actually I found it kind of insulting that my boobs needed training. In addition to being small, they were also being called stupid.

  18. Trina
    December 13, 2012 | 2:11 pm

    I got my boobs in 5th grade – 32Cs and had no idea what they meant etc. At the time, those horrible training bras were my only option. Boobs meant clothing fit weird, and the boys enjoyed snapping my bra. At eight months pregnant by boobs are 36G. We’ll see what happens after breastfeeding. I have a feeling I’ll have more changes to see. ^_^
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  19. Donna
    December 13, 2012 | 2:59 pm

    Oh my! My sides hurt from laughing so much! I read some portion aloud to the hubby and he about died at the Kiwi remark! I have no interesting boob story other than the fact that we call them “bubbies” around here with all these men …3 sons, the hubby, and me as my daughter is off to college. Actually one son us off as well but for 2+ yrs we had to find names that worked that didn’t cause fall on the floor laughing or demeaning crassness!
    So it’s been Bubbies or “the Girls” for a while.
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  20. Yvonne Condes
    December 13, 2012 | 9:25 pm

    Uggh. I’ve been a c cup since 5th grade. I hated them so much…until I didn’t. They’re still a c cup just much, much lower than they were in 5th grade.
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  21. Pam Johnson aka MzZoomer
    December 14, 2012 | 11:25 am

    Sadly, I am still waiting for cleavage and I am 52 :) On the positive side, they aren’t ever going to hang down to my knees. Gosh we really always covet what others have don’t we? Actually it is only as I have gotten older that i have appreciated what I do have and that’s a strong healthy body that lets me do lots of amazing things. I am not just my boobs. What is it they always say? Youth is wasted on the young? If I knew then….

  22. Brenda
    December 14, 2012 | 4:03 pm

    Smiles…no story, just a good bras

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