... I've thought many times about why I should or shouldn't write about the fact that in 3 weeks time I am having a breast augmentation / a breast enlargement / new boobs.
Its no-ones business, it doesn't concern anyone else - their thoughts or feelings but I have read other peoples stories online and they ave given an insight / strength / information / they been very useful and so I'm adding my two penneth to the pot...
Its two fold -
1. I struggle my body image and food. I eat. I am healthy but I don't quite what others see.
2. I never had boobs pre-pregnancy. I didn't miss them, it didn't bother me. During pregnancy I got them! and wow - although these boobs gave our son food (and much needed as he unfortunately had meningitis and there fore the only thing I could was give him food to boost his immune system -but thats another story...) but anyway - I got boobs - pretty good boobs.
After I stopped breastfeeding - I missed them - I did the whole 'chicken fillet thing' and boy! is that uncomfortable. I read about women who used said uncomfortable things due to cancer and I felt humbled and for a while I shut on the 'I want boobs'.
But 3 1/2 years later I can't do it any more - I don't want to feel the way I do and so I am changing it - for me and me only.
I'm booked in 5th November - I'm scared, well nervous.
But hey! I gave birth (my water birth and 6 hour discharge changed to a 7 day stay at the Homerton and then I left without my baby - so not easy), I have 'botox' (another thing I thought I'd never do) and I've had tattoos. All of these things are deemed painful / unpleasant but the end results - for me - have been more than worth it and so I continue to count down - The boob journey...
