(lactation activist)
A Motherlode of Breastfeeding Information
WHAT THEY MEAN TO ME
by Allison Crews
Breasts.
Hooters, Knockers, Tits.
These are supposed to be perky?
Am I supposed to find a bra with just the right fit?
Gone from Smooth, Firm, and Creamy
To Wrinkled, Red, and Milky.
Where'd I lose the ones that grew on me?
Where'd I find these lifeless bags?
Engorged, Leaking, Painful Feedings.
Sack of glands for a growing imp,
Saved only to be touched by tiny, chubby hands,
Reserved only to be seen by new, innocent eyes.
Learning, Accepting, Beautiful feeling.
These are the honor of a woman.
Weathered for decades longer that I have even lived.
My peers search and look at the lacy shop in the mall.
I support mine with internet-found elastic cups,
Or my hands, or hungry lips, or nothing at all.
They shake when I walk,
Their fiery lines silently burn as a symbol of my love and growth.
From a girl who knows nothing,
To a woman who holds life at her chest.
Yes, my breasts mean all of that to me.
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