MAG HEALTH: Tittty Talk

Let’s talk about titties. Do I have your attention Grrrls? Nothing like dropping the tittie bomb for a little gratuitous breast talk. According to Webster titties are the most vulgar label for breasts. Not nearly as bubbly and fun-loving as the ubiquitous Boob. Call them what you want, they belong to you. Just do me this favor, particularly this month—touch ‘em a bit will ya?  And then take them to some one else, ideally a medical professional, and have her touch ‘em some more. And maybe also screen them once or twice.  Why?  Because its October and this is the time of year when we Grrrls put our titties….um, breasts on high alert.

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Yes, it is that time of year.  Breast cancer awareness month. October is the month to get all in your feelings about those bodacious boobs and get informed on what it takes to keep them healthy. And why should you care? Because more than12% of women will be diagnosed with breast cancer and early detection is still the best way to slay this beast. At the top of your self-care list this month should be getting that annual mammogram if you have not, and if you have already checked that box then now is the time to un pack all your pink and start your own pink parade. Unless you and your grrrls have been living under a rock, you know that pink is the power color for breast cancer awareness. And since we MAGs are no shrinking violets we are going to be screaming pink from head to toe. Don’t be shy or contained. You can march straight through November with this awareness fever. And because we MAGs are doers as much as thinkers, we participate in marches such as the American Cancer Society’s Making Strides Against Breast Cancer or Avon’s Walk To End Breast Cancer, to bring attention to breast health and the ways women can continue to be warriors against cancer.

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And when you do finally get in your feelings about your breasts, no doubt you will realize that you and your titties may have a complicated relationship. It’s a fact. Whether you are part of the IBTC (itty bitty titty committee) or have had size D cups since 6th grade, your breasts have been literally front and center in your life and on your body. You may have watched them grow full and lush with pregnancy only to remain flat, and tired after months (years?) of breastfeeding. Or age may be playing that awful trick on you where your breasts begin an endless march down toward your toes. The size, shape and perkiness of a women’s breast can be both a source of joy and pain, particularly when we make the mistake of letting others determine our worthiness. Here’s the thing–if your 34As, 36Bs and 38CDs show up daily free of disease and the assault of drugs and chemo treatments, count yourself lucky and claim your imperfect perfection. Let’s let, “each one, teach one” and amplify that the most beautiful breasts are those that get regular checkups and self-care and remain, if possible, healthy and strong.