The Mother Body: Stories Held in Skin, Softness, and Strength

I used to have a flat stomach. I remember having one at least. I also remember having breasts that were a normal size, not large like I have now, which seem to be the result, at least in part, of seven years of nursing three little girls. Yes, seven. Two, two and three for the…

Happy Birthday, Sarah! Here’s Your Birth Story.

Tomorrow is my oldest daughter Sarah’s birthday. As is my custom, I am sharing her birth story, which in her case was a bit more harrowing than her sisters’ births. As a physician herself now who has delivered a fair number of babies, I’m sure this story gives her a few shivers. But the good…

A Reflection on My Coming Birthday

Tomorrow is my birthday. Ray and I will go to Sarah’s house to celebrate Christmas plus Nico’s, Liz’s, and my birthdays. I made a double batch of turkey meatloaf this afternoon and it is cooling in the kitchen. We’ll have that with stuffed shells, salad, and other goodies tomorrow. We’ll also exchange gifts (some of…