The first time Hazel asked for a bra, I just ignored her. It is a common coping mechanism I use. Be still and maybe it will go away. Which it did, until Saturday when I could not BELIEVE the racks and racks and racks of children's bras. And what is even more jaw dropping – they were padded! As Hazel glanced up at all of them wide-eyed she exclaimed, "Oh, this one is pretty. This one is pretty. Oh, I like this one". I tried to imagine a six year old wearing a padded bra. It was a pandora's box of problems. And it was easy for me to say absolutely NOT!
But the bra door had been opened again. I had discussed this dilemma with my cousin April the first time around. She has two daughters, one being many years older than my two. Her solve was a sports bra style bra, similar to a tank top but shorter. And because I don't want to make my girls feel weird about their bodies or create a situation where they want something twice as bad just because Mom said "NO", I bought four Champion® extra small sports bras in pink, lavender, light blue and turquoise. Two for each the girl.
You know when they reveal the gift new car on My Super Sweet 16? The shrieks of joy. The trills of happiness. Over the moon they were. And for the rest of the weekend is was non-stop bra talk. Can you sleep in a bra? Do you like my bra? Can I switch to the other bra? Can I just wear the bra with these pants? I'm going to wear my bra to dinner. To church. To school. To the park. To walk the dog. On and on.
It is Tuesday and both girls are braless at school today. Monday I warned Hazel's best friend's mom. I knew that her daughter would be begging for a bra, just as mine is begging for the things Lauren has that she doesn't. She isn't ready for Lauren to wear a bra. Who is? Apparently children's clothing manufacturers.
*I was looking for an image for this post, so I googled child bra. I clicked on the first non-sponsored link and discovered that I have NOT seen pictures of normal non-sexual breasts.