Bigger than Life Chronicles

Bust size does not determine if you, as a mother of a newborn, can breastfeed. Not at all. Motherhood is wonderful. It is a experience of utter love. As the mother of four young children, I know this. I wouldn't have my life any other way, and my life seems so much more fuller with them. Bust size does not determine if you can breastfeed, can nurse. I have some friends who are so small breasted, without their gorgeous looks and slender hourglass, female forms, you might (I say MIGHT) mistake them as men. Though, again, probably not because they DO have shape. (Trying to save face in case one of them reads this.) A specific friend, who is small chested, has birthed, nursed and raised three darling children. And I recall them being well-fed and chubby little things when she was doing her thing. I was quite nervous about being able to nurse my kiddos. With the issue of hardly able to control them when fully harnessed due to size, I thought how in the heck am I going to hoist and hold ...

  Always being big chested, now moreso than ever before, basic clothing, ie, tops, blouses, brassieres, have always been a challenge. Why? Because, honestly, the fashion and clothing industry doesn't necessarily accommodate the EXTRA SIZED gal. I know more and more stores are putting stuff out there for the PLUS SIZED of us, and that is super kewlio. But still, for those of us with the slightly odd body shapes on top or bottom or both... good luck finding something off the shelf or off the rack that fits. Or perhaps it fits but doesn't fit like it should. And like trying to wear undersized shoes on your feet and walking around, wrong sized undergarments and tops can be the same thing.... A PAIN. Besides being extremely blessed with extremely ginormous breasts, I have also been very fortunate that my mother had a old high school friend who was a seamstress and this fine lady has been doing my alterations for tops and custom brassieres for years now. If I am "muffintopping...

Hello again, friends! I hope you’re all settling in and feeling welcome here at Bigger Than Life Chronicles . For my second post, I want to share a bit more about my personal journey—the ups, the downs, and the lessons I’ve learned about embracing who I am.  The Girl Who Didn’t Fit the Mold Growing up, I was always the “big busted” girl. Even as a teenager, my body seemed to have a plan of its own, developing in ways that made me stand out—not always in ways I wanted to. While many of my friends were still wearing their first training bras, I was moving into sizes that no store in my small town carried. Let me tell you, it was a journey finding bras that didn’t feel like they belonged in my grandma’s drawer! Self-consciousness was a constant companion back then. It felt like my body was *louder* than I was, and I often worried it was the first and only thing people noticed about me. My bust size wasn’t just “outside the norm”; it sometimes felt like it had its own zip code. 🙃 A Su...

 Hi there, and welcome to Bigger Than Life Chronicles! My name is Mandy—mother of four, lifelong member of the “very big busted club,” and now, a blogger on a mission to share the joys and challenges of life as a woman with a body that doesn’t always fit into the world’s molds. A Little About Me I’ve always been on the curvier side, especially when it comes to my bust, and after having four kids, well… let’s just say my body’s given me more to love! But here’s the thing: while my journey hasn’t always been easy, I wouldn’t change it for anything in the world. My body, with all its unique features and quirks, tells my story—and I embrace every part of it. I’m not here because I think I’m extraordinary or special. I’m here because I believe in loving ourselves as we are. Whether your body is petite, curvy, muscular, or, like mine, comes with an extraordinary bust line, you are worthy of celebration, acceptance, and joy. Why This Blog? I started this blog because being a mother, a wom...