It's funny how some think that breast size has anything to do with milk produce. It's all in the milk glands, the rest, surrounding the milk glands, is just fatty tissue and has nothing to do with the amount of milk one produces.

Takes me back to the time I was breast feeding my babies.
I hope it's not too much information, but I'm a C cup but when I was breast feeding, my breast swelled up to Double D size- wooo-hoooo! No kidding. No wonder I never gave my babies a bottle!
I felt like parading the streets before the first morning feed, "Look at moooiii, look at moiii".

But ahum, of course, the reason why I breast fed my daughter until she was almost two, was for the babies' health, and to keep myself trim and slim. Breast feeding takes a lot of energy when you do it full time!
I fed my son for 17 months.
Why did I feed my daughter for almost 2 years and my son for 17 months?

Because by then, he started pulling my nipple and screaming with laughter while saying things like: PONG.
Typical boy!
Hehehe he obviously was due to be weaned!

PS Belly I have no clue why women's milk comes from different parts of the nipples than animal's nipples. I'm sure I could research, but these days I'm only interested in where my wine comes from. Right now I'm having a red from Western Austrialia...

Pelican, it gets worse than that, when it comes for respect for a ladies brest.

In the believe it or not catogry, but true, in some PNG cultures, a man who can raise a pig so it's tusks grow around into a full circle, to make an armlet is much respected, & gains the stature of "big man", Touer Bada in the Trobriand Island talk.

In many of these places, the older women are required to brest feed the young pigs, to speed their growth.

I found this hard to believe, until I saw the scares from this practice.

Hasbeen: << I found this hard to believe, until I saw the scares from this practice. >>

Heh. I've seen women breastfeeding piglets in the PNG highlands, and I agree it was pretty scary :0

That was... a little odd, Boaz, to say the least.

But it did remind me of something... now what was it?

>>Look..here are 40% of my boobs... NO..NOT YOU! they are there for mr "right"...time passes.(nice looking man walks by)Look..here are 45% of my boobs...YES..YOU!Man stops.. engages in chit chat... He asks here out..and they have a nice dinner...He takes her home.. she rewards him with "would you like to come up for some coffee?" They conclude the evening with a good romp... He leaves.. Last she ever hears.<<

Ah yes...

It is the Boaz version al-Hilaly sermon.

"you take out uncovered meat and place it outside on the street, or in the garden or in the park, or in the backyard without a cover, and the cats come and eat it ... whose fault is it, the cats' or the uncovered meat? The uncovered meat is the problem."

You two have more in common than you realize.

Wow Hasbeen and CJ - just goes to show how culture can influence the significance and usefulness of certain parts of the body. :)

Celivia, yes a good reason for breast feeding, however I think there is a much better one.

We always found it was much easier, when going somewhere, for my wife to pack a couple of full boobs in the car, than go to all the trouble of sterilising, mixing formula, & keepeng it cool, for later use.

Also found them good for quietening whinging kids.

Strange that a few years earlier I had never thought of these being the main attraction of the things.