Oh, Asia, thank you for these medicine-words. I am 9 months post partum. The anniversary of our birth approaches and I really want to be able to celebrate and cherish it, for myself and especially for my son, even though it was the opposite kind of birth that I hoped and prayed and planned for. I dream of telling his birth story to him every year, and truly feeling that it was a special, beautiful birth (I’m reminded of your beautiful story “airplanes are sacred!” … “caesarian births are sacred!” 😭😭😭 nope, still can’t say it without crying…). I am so grateful for your medicine-words, for this gift of a perspective shift, so timely, and just what I need to start to unpack and process and heal my (our) story. Thank you thank you thank you.
Thank you for being here Savannah, and I am just sending you so much love and tenderness as this big anniversary approaches. I know so deeply those complicated mix of feelings. The first year of postpartum is such a profound underworld/otherworld journey. I'm honestly in awe of absolutely everyone who walks it. My daughter's first birthday was hard for me. So I was amazed when she turned two this winter just how much more peace and resolution I'd found within myself. ❤️ It takes time, and the endless commitment to self-gentleness, but it happens. Blessedly, it happens. I have no doubt that one day your creation story will be one told with great amazement, pride and awe.
Thank you for such a beautiful, beautiful, mantra and reminder that our birth stories are sacred––each another chapter in that original moment when Sky Woman balanced precariously on the generous back of a great benevolent turtle and the others worked in tirelessly to make this place habitable for her new baby. We live in a very different world these days (having just finished the NYT article on mothers who shop their daughters out on instagram, hoping to cultivate their influencer career, yet mostly simply feeding the growing population of online predators).
We are in dark times...Please do not stop reminding us what is sacred, and what must be protected. Every birth story is a creation story. A mother's and a child's. And both need our fierce protection.
Thank you for this beautiful brief in defense of birth stories. I so often feel that the world says, 'oh, another birth story... nobody wants to hear that.' BUT--creation. The beginning. And the end. And everything in between.
Perhaps I will reexamine the stories of birth I have written and have courage to share them. Thank you.
Any world that says that is a world that struggles to be present with life itself. I for one am ALWAYS down for more birth stories!! We need them as we re-create this world we live in.
Oh, Asia, thank you for these medicine-words. I am 9 months post partum. The anniversary of our birth approaches and I really want to be able to celebrate and cherish it, for myself and especially for my son, even though it was the opposite kind of birth that I hoped and prayed and planned for. I dream of telling his birth story to him every year, and truly feeling that it was a special, beautiful birth (I’m reminded of your beautiful story “airplanes are sacred!” … “caesarian births are sacred!” 😭😭😭 nope, still can’t say it without crying…). I am so grateful for your medicine-words, for this gift of a perspective shift, so timely, and just what I need to start to unpack and process and heal my (our) story. Thank you thank you thank you.
Thank you for being here Savannah, and I am just sending you so much love and tenderness as this big anniversary approaches. I know so deeply those complicated mix of feelings. The first year of postpartum is such a profound underworld/otherworld journey. I'm honestly in awe of absolutely everyone who walks it. My daughter's first birthday was hard for me. So I was amazed when she turned two this winter just how much more peace and resolution I'd found within myself. ❤️ It takes time, and the endless commitment to self-gentleness, but it happens. Blessedly, it happens. I have no doubt that one day your creation story will be one told with great amazement, pride and awe.
Asia, this is just so gorgeous and important and moving. Thank you for your powerful words, and being, and courage to share them.
I love you so much dear friend! Thank you, thank you ❤️
Thank you for such a beautiful, beautiful, mantra and reminder that our birth stories are sacred––each another chapter in that original moment when Sky Woman balanced precariously on the generous back of a great benevolent turtle and the others worked in tirelessly to make this place habitable for her new baby. We live in a very different world these days (having just finished the NYT article on mothers who shop their daughters out on instagram, hoping to cultivate their influencer career, yet mostly simply feeding the growing population of online predators).
We are in dark times...Please do not stop reminding us what is sacred, and what must be protected. Every birth story is a creation story. A mother's and a child's. And both need our fierce protection.
Thank you for this beautiful brief in defense of birth stories. I so often feel that the world says, 'oh, another birth story... nobody wants to hear that.' BUT--creation. The beginning. And the end. And everything in between.
Perhaps I will reexamine the stories of birth I have written and have courage to share them. Thank you.
Any world that says that is a world that struggles to be present with life itself. I for one am ALWAYS down for more birth stories!! We need them as we re-create this world we live in.