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I think augmentation is a fantastic decision for any woman to make as long as she’s doing it for all the right reasons.
As far as I can remember I have always been “blessed” with large breasts. As a matter of fact, you could say I was rather more fortunate than most teenage girls. While most of my peers were praying for their chests to develop, even partially, I was already endowed at 15 with full D’s. I had a small frame so that may have had something to do with the extra attention I received, even if that attention was unwanted at times. Having come from a large ethnic family of Italian and Israeli women who also bore large breasts, I was certainly versed at an early age on how to deal with some of the external issues I might face. During college while in my early 20’s, my fiancé and I became pregnant and had my daughter. I chose to breast feed for all of the right reasons, all vanity aside, but during that time my breasts would become engorged with milk and I noticed they had the tendency to fluctuate and swell from an enormous size then down again. I mean they got up to a G and/or H. After seeing my doctor for my Post 6 week check up, she gave me the okay and allowed me to exercise again. Through proper diet and exercise I was able to get back down to a size zero again, yet my breasts reduced to a size B. Although I was glad to get back down to the weight I desired, and also able to get down to a B cup, I had one nagging problem. My once voluptuous, perky breasts sagged. I had heard somewhere as most women are bombarded with “factual” information, that you restore your normal breast size in about 10 years given you no longer bear any more children. Thinking in time that they would naturally restore themselves to my beloved D’s, they didn’t. I was given a full C cup with some lovely extra skin. It wasn’t until a few years later that these C’s, as it soon became apparent, created more of a hindrance than an asset. Knowing that I certainly had the room for it, I began to contemplate a breast job. But I really questioned myself to explore any and all reasons why I would subject myself to such an operation and the stigma that might be attached to the outcome.
Was it a sudden lack of self esteem? Was my vanity getting the best of me? Is it worth the risk? I had always prided myself on the fact that I was all natural and this alone weighed on me the most. But I reassured myself that I am an independent, ambitious young woman, and it’s okay! A girl’s got to have some vanity in her life to contain her sanity. I certainly still had my self confidence, and certainly a hell of a lot more to be proud of. My man loved them and me for what “we” were, so he took an indifferent attitude towards the idea and would have supported me no matter what decision I made. I just wanted the firmness back I had as a younger woman before I had my daughter. What’s more, I wanted my clothes to fit me better. Period! That’s all I really wanted. I just wanted to wear a bathing suit that fit without having to look like I tucked something in or made adjustments. It was definitely a self image thing sure. I think more than anything if you ask me. I still felt sexy as a woman, especially after having a child, which really validates who you are as a woman. I just thought, why not increase my confidence and do it for ME!
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After contemplating it for a year or so I began to get more serious about it and wanted to get more information. I had no sense of immediacy, nor had I made a definite decision to do it yet, so I was able to take my time to feel comfortable and research it properly. Self image is most important to me and it begins from within, not from without. I am also a major advocate of taking the natural approach to everything before deciding to take medicine, perform surgery, etc. I didn’t really agree with any type of augmentation, whether it be face or body, likewise detrimental dieting, as a way to boost your self image or try recover something you may have lost, as well as try to gain something that couldn’t be gained by hard work, spirituality, or psychic health and well being. Now, if it’s something that can enhance your natural beauty or spirituality, that’s different. Maybe I’m just justifying it the only way I know how to. Anyway, so I started educating myself on the process and procedures involved, and all the possible medical risks, as well as statistics on malpractice suits. I researched doctors in Texas, California, and Miami and started asking every girl I met with an attractive boob job, a million questions. The work itself was one thing, but the affects of the augmentation on the woman and how she carried herself afterwards was another thing, and of no less importance. One thing I can say is don’t be shy. Ask as many questions as you want and ask any girl you meet who has a beautiful job. I even asked some women if they would show them to me so I could see their doctor’s work, and surprisingly enough they did. I would drill these poor women and ask if they were moms, how old they were, how many kids they had, were they active, did they work out, and if they did, how regularly. Did they drink alcohol, or smoke, and if they did I would ask how long before the surgery did they drank and smoked for as well as prior to the date of the surgery. I noticed that most of the women I spoke to were basically coming from nothing. A lot of them were A’s and small B’s and were typically in their early 20’s to 30’s. 
Not many of them had the issue I was faced with. After doing my own research, I had come up with a list of doctors that were the most recommended, in Houston, Dallas, California, and Miami. So when I started asking women who they went to, when I heard some of the names I was already familiar with them. “I wanted Dr. So and So to do it but I couldn’t afford it”, or “he had a 6 month waiting list and I couldn’t wait”. After hearing all of the testimonies I flew to both Miami and California for consultations with these respective doctors. Some of them were extremely informative and eager to answer any questions I had, and others were arrogant and quick to just sign me up and get me out of there. Don’t think they weren’t immediately crossed off my list. But much to my reassurance, there were a few doctors I remember telling me, “I’m glad to see you’re taking your time to do this. Many women aren’t apt to wait or don’t have the money to get the right procedure done by the right doctor who’s best suited for them”. After leaving more knowledgeable after the consultations, and a little lighter in the pocketbook, I was still slightly nervous. What was I so nervous about I asked myself? I mean, I had the money and I had done the research, and my head was in the right place. After taking a little more time I had finally come to the conclusion that I was doing it for all the right reasons. As it turns out, let me tell you why I was so nervous. Well, this is something most girls forgot to mention but no doctor did. It’s major F’ing surgery! Major as is any removal of a brain tumor would be. After burning money for flights, hotel rooms, and consultations, just when I thought I was ready to get the procedure done, I got cold feet. It was as simple as that. I just didn’t feel ready and I backed out. I simply backed out.
As a few years rolled by, I was glad that I hadn’t done it. My all natural look and attitude was in full effect and my self image was none the less for my decision. But, oh, that damn gravity!!! Yes gravity! and it came knocking down my door and he was definitely not on my side nor was he claiming to be my friend. It was as simple as that. A few days later, by chance, I met a couple of girls who both had their breasts done by a doctor who I’d consulted with and had many referrals from. So I decided to go with Dr. Ciaravino in Houston. He was credible and had a phenomenal reputation. They don’t call you “The Breast Doc” for nothing. He told me I didn’t have to have a lift, like many of the other doctors did, which would have left me with scars on my breasts, and he could give me the results I was looking for. He was thorough, logical, and I just got a really good vibe from him immediately. He also offered all types of payment, possibly payment plans I am not sure, which also helped me in my decision. In case you didn’t know, very good breast augmentation can be pricy and unless it is reconstructive due to an accident or a condition, and even then it might not be, most insurance companies do not cover the procedure if it is cosmetic.
To start with, I won’t go into all of the details of pre and post surgery that should be discussed with your doctor. But I will tell you to be prepared because it is the most excruciating pain I have ever felt and I have birthed a child. It takes months to recover and a full year for your breasts to “settle” to where they are going to. I will say that the better you prepare yourself for surgery, with proper rest, diet, hydration, and no drinking, the more help you’ll have in the recovery time, especially anytime anesthesia is involved. Looking back I remember my doctor commenting on how likely it would be for me to achieve a speedy and healthy recovery owing to the fact that I had been very careful pre surgery by following his instructions and taking on some of my own homeopathic practices with teas and tinctures. It is definitely in your best interest that you follow their every order however small. It’s your health were talking about, not theirs. Not to the point of fanaticism but I certainly believe in treating your body with care and love, being that it is a temple. So love yourself, love your body and try not to put any toxins in or around you, and that means people too. As the healing process went along and I began to feel better, they finally dropped. With this drop I began to notice subtle changes occurring to me physically, physiologically, and socially. More importantly I began to feel more comfortable as I grew into them. Oh yeah, there is definitely a growing into them period. Boy! Was I glad I had called the surgery off previously and waited for a few years! Why? Where to begin! There were several reasons I can honestly say. One reason was that just in the time I had waited, both my mind and my body had continued to grow. I believe for me to have gotten this done even when I had wanted to in my mid 20’s would have been a mistake for me. As I soon found out that even as I had come to think my body had grown to its fullest extent, I was quite mistaken. Your body is constantly growing, changing, and evolving. It also depends on how active one is, how many kids you’ve had, your diet, your mind, and where one is at that period in their lives personally and professionally. And it was apparent to me that I hadn’t quite stopped growing at the time I wanted to initially have the procedure done. It’s such a major surgery for a young girl to go through that I was glad I’d waited. Another thing is, I don’t think I would have been quite ready to deal with what was unforeseen. The unforeseen meaning all the social and professional stigmas and repercussions that come with the process. Therefore I was glad that I was lucky enough to get a few more years of experience under my belt before I had it done. Don’t get me wrong, nothing happened with them that probably wouldn’t have happened anyway without them, it’s just that the comments, catcalls, and sometimes negative or uncomfortable attention is just a little different than what I had been used to. And be prepared, because it’s coming…are you a stripper?
A dancer? “She must be a slut or easy” are some of the comments I unfortunately heard. The problem I face now is finding a man who wants to get to know YOU and not just get to know “the rest of you”, if you know what I mean. And it also has a tendency to intimidate a lot of men to be honest with you. I feel solid about who I am as a woman and what I have to offer a good man, but initially, it’s tough to sift through the bullshit. It takes a very secure man to be able to have a sexy, attractive woman by his side who has large breasts and is a sensitive, intellectual woman, and not a whore! And yes, women might not take to you, possibly despise you, but, their men feel otherwise. So be aware that you are going to either have to ignore the ignorance and rise above it more than most ladies, or just accept it. See where it stems from, redirect it, and go about being you. If you are not a confident woman and other people’s opinions matter to you so much that they affect you, maybe this is not something you should endure. I almost forgot, get ready for this one. Everybody wants to see them. And I mean everybody, even people you don’t know! It’s as if everyone thinks they’re entitled to a free pass to look at your breasts and you’re supposed to just say something like “sure come on, here you go! Hey, yeah, go ahead and feel them!!!” Uh, NO! I will say that your man may eventually get used to them, but they are definitely the new colored M&M in the package. He’ll have a lot of fun with them, at first, like on Christmas morning when Santa left him that new LEGO set he was hoping to get. Play with it every day for at least a few months then. Well you know! And ladies get ready, because no matter what size you get, your whole personality is going to exude more strength, confidence, and of course, your sexuality. A guy who is already attracted to you, minus the implants, well…forget it. It’s over. And if you don’t think you’re going to get this extra attention because you’re not going too big, you better think again. Back to what occurs when in the presence of a man you are interested in. I got just as many cat calls and comments before I got them as I did after I got them. Although, I do think men think twice about them. Absolutely! Some men ask themselves if they want to be with a woman who has implants and what they are going to have to deal with when they are with each other in public. It seems trivial and stupid bit it’s not. It may be too much for some men, and that is understandable. Hopefully they are in touch with themselves enough and respectable enough to be honest with you and let you know how they feel without belittling you or making you feel like it is your fault somehow. All in all, it’s about you and who you are as a person. I was fortunate to be with a man who appreciated my breasts and more importantly me. We would both notice looks from men and women whenever we went anywhere, especially if I wore something even slightly sexy. But dress appropriately if you need to, or just be yourself. Whatever makes you feel the most comfortable right! I feel like a good man would be supportive, and protective, of you and your emotions, especially if he is there to witness that you were not the instigator. I think there are issues that arise in men that have nothing to do with us at all, but rather are things they ultimately have to resolve within themselves. Whether we have implants or not, I remind myself that only we have to live with ourselves regardless of the circumstances. I am not suggesting that only our opinion matters and that your significant other is not taken into consideration, of course they should be, but you’re the one who has to live with yourself at the end of the day. Your happiness and the happiness and well being of those closest to us mean everything. I think augmentation is a fantastic decision for any woman to make as long as she’s doing it for all the right reasons. I know I did and I also know I made the right decision for me.
Here I am now a major advocate of breast augmentation, and I look and feel great. I have not changed my values or my appreciation for an all-natural beauty, nor my approach in an all-natural way of life whatsoever. I will always embrace anything that compliments you in any way, shape, or form. And it’s worth it. One must live a well-balanced life, striving for a balanced mind and spirit incorporating an exercise regimen, a proper diet, and plenty of rest. If it is possible for one to do so in this hectic, fast-paced society we live in. As opposed to a RedBull, drug fuelled – 1 cookie and 2 carrots- a day diet where everyone is running around like a swarm of bees. It is so important to stop and breathe and be thankful for who we are and what we have. There are no quick-fixes or shortcuts we can take when it comes to anything substantial in life without working for it. Especially in terms of taking the time to properly heal your self. But if you are able to enhance your natural God-given gifts, go for it! I am an independent, single, self-made mom, and have come to say this only after years of struggle, hard work, and experience. Augmentation has reinforced my self confidence, it has helped me feel great in the clothes I wear, and it has also allowed me to show my daughter that even though it is not a necessity, and that natural beauty is unquestionably more celebrated, she understands why I went through with it. Take care of yourself!