Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Bread and Stories

she enjoyed her bread

but she made sure

to share some with her friend

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My daughter likes to hear about the night she was born.
Last night, for about 15 minutes we sat on my bed and I went through the whole series of events.
And I am honest as possible - even sharing about my excitement, my fear...my anger and bewilderment, but always ending with my love.

I long to provide a safe place where women can share their birth stories:
the excitement and fears
the anger and bewilderment
the joys and the sorrows

It is an intimate story that needs to be told.
It is a story that sometimes people don't want to hear.

I will listen. I am sure there are other women out there that would too.
And maybe we could color and paint while we are at it!


  1. I love the picture with the bird in the pouch. So sweet. I have never had children, but I think that it is essential to share those stories and provides such a deep connection between mother and child and between women who have given birth. Thanks for sharing.

  2. I believe women can relate in many ways when speaking about giving birth experiences although I also believe each women views her experience depending on so many factors (internal and external) making each experience different. I've had 4 children and each of them have been different. Here in México giving birth is a "women exclusive" thing that men don't get that involved. This is slowly changing but when I gave birth to my first daughter almost 22 years ago it was very, very uncommon for a father to go into the delivery room and your mom is expected to accompany you and be with you (not in the deivering room but at the hospital) etc. So each story is different but holds such richness in human drama and intimate feelings. The reality is that at the end it's a precious privilege that demands decisive courage for you`re alone in it, not mattering how many well intended, loving people surround you; it makes you realize how strong you really are and at the same time how fragile you can be, and it's also the ultimate passage to adulthood any woman can experience changing forever who you are.
    Your child is very lucky to have a mom who takes the time to tell the story and more so (by what I've read from your blog)a Mom who is so artistically sensitive, detail observant and word bountiful to make the story a real experiential voyage, that, can not be done by every mom even if she wanted to.

    The Dictionary Anonymous