A collection of 76 posts
Missing the Echo
When Autumn was born, suddenly there were echoes of her sisters surrounding me. Close parallels, repetitions, deja vus of the last two times I gave birth, with an intensely different outcome. Or is Autumn the echo of those experiences? My body bleeds, shedding the remains of my uterus. It was
What I Feel
what i feel ligaments softening, stretching skin rough and distended welcomed nausea movements and then… nothing. There was a distinct moment when I was no longer pregnant. When I was told that my baby had no heartbeat. I was physically still pregnant, but I felt nothing. I was walking around
My Face, Now
Me + Puppy She covers my face with her exuberance, her energy. Easy to forget I am there. The distraction of puppy versus baby. No eyes on my strained face. Absence easily conversed, forgotten. Thanksgiving morning with triggers abound I took her for a languid walk. Stark, crisp leaves, crunching, deadened.