Wednesday, October 7, 2009

October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month

Over the weekend, we went to check out a new bookstore at ION Orchard. It's called 'prologue'. I quite enjoyed it, the environment was relaxed and the staff were very helpful and attentive. The photo above was taken at the entrance of the store.

Just outside the bookstore, we passed a couple walking hand in hand and I noticed the lady was wearing a pink ribbon which reminded me that October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month.

After all these months of milking, vacuuming and suckling, I have come to appreciate my breasts a whole lot more and it is really hitting home that I need to make an effort to take care of them. Inasmuch as I've been given the privileges and powers of being female, there are attendant responsibilities, one of which is to take care of my female bits.

Certainly, before Ryan came along, my bosom was important to me. After all, it is a sign of my womanhood. It was gifted to me in a decent size (thanks mom) and I relied on it to look more womanly, to look more attractive, etc. Since Ryan appeared, they not only give me curves, they are called on to feed and nourish him around the clock and to calm and soothe him when he needs security and comfort. They never fail me and they never complain.

Accordingly, my breasts have now earned an identity of their own. Previously I would have said, "thanks mom, the boobs are great!". Now I go, "thanks boobs, you guys are great!"

So, I marvel at them. I give them loving massages. I choose underwear with their best interests at heart (support! support!), instead of mine (shape! shape!). I worry at any little sign of possible droopiness from the breastfeeding and I silently, absurdly, try to motivate them to stay perky - "come on boys, don't give up on me now! no slouching! no sagging! up up up!"

Yes, I'm on the verge of giving them their own names.

I'll make a promise to these two boys of mine. I'll be good to them and go for regular checkups and mammograms. I've never had any before Ryan. From now on, I will.


Anonymous said...

You made me laugh here. Can't wait to find out what names you're going to give them.

As this is NBCAM, thought I'd pass along an easy way to help raise awareness: check out these 30 sec breast cancer related videos -- -- and click to vote for one or all. The top vote getters in the contest will be aha moment TV commercials next year. More media exposure for the cause would be a very good thing.


Creative Beast said...

this post makes me realize i should be kinder to my 'girls' than i am...

they are pretty big for 5' 3" gal -i'm a DD cup! and this size makes clothing and bra purchases rather difficult =-(

luckliy i have passed my previous mamograms with flying colors!

sometimes i wish i could share my 'girls' with others who have been less endowed to even it all out, like a "Booby Buddy" system...sigh

Doofus said...

indeed we do take em for granted! over the weekend, i placed orders for mastectomy bras for my MIL, she's too well endowed for malaysia. and in kl, the branding/ training for these products is so poor the sales assistants refer to them as 'cancer bras' :(

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