Big Boobs Blog

In the first trimester of my fourth pregnancy, something happened.

My boobs ballooned to ludicrously large and have not returned to any semblance of normalcy.

My gorgeous girl and I in Sydney when I was 24 weeks pregnant.

My gorgeous girl and I in Sydney when I was 24 weeks pregnant.

The absolute largest nursing bra I have been able to get my hands on in regular retail outlets is a 14HH and I spill out of that even.

This may help give a sense of scale, as I am 7 months pregnant in this pic, and I do believe each of the ta-ta twins are about the same size as my belly.  Sigh.

This may help give a sense of scale, as I am 7 months pregnant in this pic, and I do believe each of the ta-ta twins are about the same size as my belly. Sigh.

I’m sick of them. I’m sick of feeling like a I’d be more comfortable in a circus freak-show than at the supermarket, as even trips out of the house result in gawks and whispers, particularly if I am not carrying the baby as an explanation to my watermelon sized appendages.

This is the picture that started it all… Grumpy took a snap of James looking particularly cute, and I realised that one of my breasts was about the same size as my 7KG son. Sigh again.

This is the picture that started it all… Grumpy took a snap of James looking particularly cute, and I realised that one of my breasts was about the same size as my 7KG son. Sigh again.

Visits to friends and family who have not seen me in a few months ALWAYS result in comments of concern, surprise or astonishment. Some of my favourites include:

“Oh my word, they are even bigger in person.”

“HahahahahhahahHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHHAHHHHHHAHHAHAHAAAA!!!!”

“I know you keep saying you’re fat, but surely carrying a couple of things that are clearly bigger than a human head in front of you can’t be helping.”

“That’s just not right.”

There’s an extensive list of comments and quips regarding my sweater huskies (I can’t say sweater puppies as a euphemism here, as puppies can be tiny) and most of the time, I find it genuinely amusing and am glad people make light of them.

There is some light at the end of the tunnel as our sweet baby James has opted to start solids, which means my days of cluster feeds and distended, engorged, gargantuan ta-tas are numbered!

So this experience often makes me ponder the puzzle of people’s pleasure pillows.

Women the world-over, spend time comparing and contemplating their own and other women’s breasts.

Breast augmentation is far and away one of the most popular cosmetic surgeries the world over.

Meanwhile, there are women like myself that are genuinely tired and in my case, even a little embarrassed by the size of their bosoms.

So, as is often the case with my meanderings, I am not entirely sure what I am trying to communicate with you today.

What I will say, is this: As women, particularly child bearing women, our bodies are in a constant state of flux. I think we should all work a bit harder to accept ourselves and our bodies. Creating, growing, and continuing to nurture a tiny human with our body is nothing short of miraculous. It comes with a whole range of strange and surprising side affects and changes to our bodies and our minds. I just think we all ought to celebrate the many different shapes and sizes of women around the world pre and post partum, because we are all beautiful, and it is the differences that make us interesting and unique.

If you are a woman reading this, know that you are gorgeous. Whether you have or have not embarked on the breeding, embrace your boobs and your bum and all the bits, because they make up you, and I can assure you that you are truly beautiful. But the most beautiful thing about you is the kindnesses and quirks that cannot be seen with the naked eye. The thoughts and experiences that make you the amazing miracle you are is alluring to those who you have chosen to be close to you as you journey through the days and this life. So say it with me ladies:

“I am beautiful, I am strong, I am amazing and I am getting better and better through all my trials and triumphs!”

And, if you are a man, take the time to genuinely compliment (tactfully, and not lasciviously please) some of the women in your life today. A kind and candid compliment can change the trajectory of our day, and we need to hear more supportive stuff from you guys.

That is all.

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Breastfeeding Around The Globe

Okay.  So in the long standing tradition of over-sharing, I have now spent 9 weeks taking selfies and random pics of feeding fourth and final child in various locations around the globe.  From Auckland to Andalucia I have demand fed this almost insatiable little Hobbit.

I will spare you further pontificating about my parenting style or my experiences feeding and share some pictures so you can come to your own conclusions about how you feel about feeding in public.  I cover up for my own modesty, and in all our travels I was only confronted once, strangely on a BC ferry.  Everyone else was pretty good.  I even fed him on the subway sitting right next to strangers, who were not fussed at all and quite relieved that I fed him and he was quiet after a good grizzle.

So, thanks in advance for scrolling through this 8-9 week cross section of our Hobbity adventures.  I personally find it much easier to feed him on the go, and was thankful to get settled on the cruise ship so I could express and leave him at the creche for a couple of hours and enjoy a guilt free glass of wine!

Also just want to take a second to admit to the fact that I found feeding an absolute nightmare the first time around.  I also found it tough to start out with with subsequent kids.  I was mere moments away from giving up because it was so painful and difficult.  But I pushed through (barely) and am glad that I did.

I’ll let these pictures tell the story for the rest of the blog.

Coming up for air after a good feed.  He went to sleep so I could eat my dinner and that is the ideal outcome!

Coming up for air after a good feed. He went to sleep so I could eat my dinner and that is the ideal outcome!

This is what a hungry baby looks like… not happy

This is what a hungry baby looks like… not happy

Breastfeeding at WestCity Mall in Henderson selfie

Breastfeeding at WestCity Mall in Henderson selfie

WestCity Selfie V. 2 :-)

WestCity Selfie V. 2 🙂

Stanley Park in Vancouver.  People were very nice and there were a couple of women in their 50's that congratulated me for feeding in public as it "just wasn't the done thing" when they were raising their kids… hmmmm.

Stanley Park in Vancouver. People were very nice and there were a couple of women in their 50’s that congratulated me for feeding in public as it “just wasn’t the done thing” when they were raising their kids… hmmmm.

Super cheesy 1970's family planning shot with rays of light and staring adoringly down at my infant… gag.

Super cheesy 1970’s family planning shot with rays of light and staring adoringly down at my infant… gag.

Fed and happy baby at a scrumptious coffee shop near Pike Place markets in Seattle

Fed and happy baby at a scrumptious coffee shop near Pike Place markets in Seattle

Pre lunch drinks for James in downtown Seattle

Pre lunch drinks for James in downtown Seattle

Breastfeeding Selfie… somwhere… Mukilteo maybe?  Somewhere in Washington state anyway.

Breastfeeding Selfie… somwhere… Mukilteo maybe? Somewhere in Washington state anyway.

On the ferry from Washington to Victoria

On the ferry from Washington to Victoria

A&W … fine dining establishment

A&W … fine dining establishment

Victoria Inner Harbour

Victoria Inner Harbour

West Edmonton Mall

West Edmonton Mall

Times Square

Times Square

Times Square mid sentence probably nagging Grumpy about something...

Times Square mid sentence probably nagging Grumpy about something…

"I Love Boobies" clad baby post feed enjoying an afternoon nap with his dad in Central Park.

“I Love Boobies” clad baby post feed enjoying an afternoon nap with his dad in Central Park.

Lovely lady sat next to me on the train from Newark to Penn Station.

Lovely lady sat next to me on the train from Newark to Penn Station.

Snuggles in Central Park

Snuggles in Central Park

Feeding in a cab after a MASSIVE day in NYC.

Feeding in a cab after a MASSIVE day in NYC.

Boston Seafood restaurant with Crystal

Boston Seafood restaurant with Crystal

Harvey's makes your hamburger a beautiful thing… and gave me a chance to feed the baby on the way to Montreal from Ottawa.

Harvey’s makes your hamburger a beautiful thing… and gave me a chance to feed the baby on the way to Montreal from Ottawa.

Rhode Island

Rhode Island

Boston with my beautiful friend Michelle who is not in the picture as she is taking it :-)

Boston with my beautiful friend Michelle who is not in the picture as she is taking it 🙂

Subway NYC.  Crowded.

Subway NYC. Crowded.

Just getting baby latched on… nobody seemed to give a hoot which is great.

Just getting baby latched on… nobody seemed to give a hoot which is great.

Norway!

Norway!

Little Italy in San Diego.  Delicious Argentinean restaurant. Bad selfie… ah well.  I was tired and missing my Grumpy.

Little Italy in San Diego. Delicious Argentinean restaurant. Bad selfie… ah well. I was tired and missing my Grumpy.

Cafe across from the leaning tower of Pisa

Cafe across from the leaning tower of Pisa

Train in Italy

Train in Italy

Hamming it up for the camera in Pisa

Hamming it up for the camera in Pisa

Rome Bus tour top deck.  Dozens of tourists from several countries and nobody seemed phased or offended.

Rome Bus tour top deck. Dozens of tourists from several countries and nobody seemed phased or offended.

Looking thoughtful, but kinda old on the bus in Rome.

Looking thoughtful, but kinda old on the bus in Rome.

The museum

The museum

And another...

And another…