Plastic Surgery - one woman's view

Many people have differing views on plastic surgery. Some would say it is wrong because it is vain and self satisfying and some might say they have regrets. Others would say they cannot live without it, they wouldn’t be the same and/or they are glad they did it. I would be in that latter category. I have gone under the knife and it was not to repair a defect or for any medical reason. I had a Breast Enlargement because I wanted too.

I have been ashamed of my breast size (or lack thereof) since my teenage years. While other girls were developing and growing bumps, I had what resembled a fried egg. With the yolk broke. By the time I was a senior in high school, I had done every exercise invented in a failed effort to develop something resembling a curvy chest. My brothers teased me to the point of tears. My step dad made crude and vulgar comments. He used to tell me things like I was a pirate’s dream because I had a sunken chest or a carpenter’s dream because I was flat as a board. I tried not to let it bother me but it did. To the point that I took the shoulder pads from one of my mom’s old suits and sewed them into my bra so it would look like I had something there.

Fast forward many years. I was in my 30s. Having children had the opposite effect on my breasts as I hoped it would. Rather than increase their size, they were now a softer, smushier size As. After my second child, my left breast all but disappeared. It actually shrunk in size. I was not taking it very well and I had said for years that once I was done having children, I was going to do it. So, I saved and saved and when my youngest child was three years old, I did it. I had breast implants. I didn’t go huge. I am a regular D cup now. This fits my body shape and size. My clothes fit better. My body seems to be in proportion on its 5’6” frame. I carry myself better and surprisingly, my posture is better. I truly believe that if I had not been the receiver of such negative, hurtful, and crude comments, I may have had a different view of myself and would certainly not have seen myself as inadequate.

While I do not advocate plastic surgery to fix every minor flaw on sees in themselves, I do believe that it has a place in society and can be helpful in certain situations. Would I purchase breasts for my daughters? I am not sure. I hope to foster in them something I was robbed of which is a good sense of themselves and a feeling of comfort in their own skin. If the day came that they approached me on the subject, I will be honest and I will support their decision, as long as they aren’t trying to get some incredibly large, freakish breast size so they can appear on some sleazy talk show. Then I may have to say something.