The pain that never goes away
It happened three years ago, the first time I was cut up and opened; a small incision marked at the junction where belly meets pelvis, a set of hands pushed the right spot and then whoosh- out she came; my child, my daughter, the being that had been swimming in amniotic bliss for the past …
Darwin and motherhood
Today I had my lunch in the kitchen. I sat on the floor, chewed slowly as little Ri lay in the crib, screaming her lungs out. When I was nearly done, she was whimpering softly. Five more minutes and she’d be knocked out, so I sat quietly, sipping on my water, not moving. Silence. I …
missing ingredients
I remember being pregnant and reading this “recipe for motherhood”. It was something like – ‘Mix a heart full of love with patience and kindness. Add barrels of laughter. Heat with sunshine and spread generously for a lifetime of joyful memories.’ I felt all warm and gooey inside, rubbed my belly and thought- Yes, I’m …
