My heart. Berlin, this is beautiful. So many possible versions available in the telling, yes, and they all converge into your body and her body and the space between... I feel like I have not been able to articulate my son’s birth story for that very reason. It’s just too much—and I care too much. Ultimately it feels as if it all just IS.
"Ultimately it feels as if it all just IS" - I love the way you worded that. I find relief and comfort in the fact that others also relate to this experience of being unable to articulate the bigness and too-much-ness of it all. Thanks Jan, your reflections are always beautiful and on point.
I wrote and shared my birth story, but you so starkly reminded me of how effervescent and enigmatic the memory/act will always be. I will never be able to talk or write about it in totality. There will always be an unnameable mystery to it. Thank you for preserving that. 🐚💐
This is such a testimony of the struggle it can be to put our birth stories on paper. The immensity of it all. You're so right...you can't tell it without one perspective or another and you can't ever truly capture it all. I think one day it's nice to know that our children will have their own children and understand why that page of the baby book (mine is still blank too) is left blank. ❤️❤️❤️
It's truly an honor to call you a friend and witness your writings. Beautiful, as always. This feels like the perfect birth story for those of us outside you and addies world, to be honest.
Yes this resonated with me! Especially with my third birth, then are so many different parts and layers and emotions that it's so hard to tell the story with a tidy bow. I loved the way you described this feeling 💛
My heart. Berlin, this is beautiful. So many possible versions available in the telling, yes, and they all converge into your body and her body and the space between... I feel like I have not been able to articulate my son’s birth story for that very reason. It’s just too much—and I care too much. Ultimately it feels as if it all just IS.
"Ultimately it feels as if it all just IS" - I love the way you worded that. I find relief and comfort in the fact that others also relate to this experience of being unable to articulate the bigness and too-much-ness of it all. Thanks Jan, your reflections are always beautiful and on point.
I wrote and shared my birth story, but you so starkly reminded me of how effervescent and enigmatic the memory/act will always be. I will never be able to talk or write about it in totality. There will always be an unnameable mystery to it. Thank you for preserving that. 🐚💐
“Unnameable mystery,” beautifully put. Thanks for reading🤍
Yes it is so elusive so much more than a series of events and this captures that so well
This is such a testimony of the struggle it can be to put our birth stories on paper. The immensity of it all. You're so right...you can't tell it without one perspective or another and you can't ever truly capture it all. I think one day it's nice to know that our children will have their own children and understand why that page of the baby book (mine is still blank too) is left blank. ❤️❤️❤️
Awww, yes. I feel a little better knowing your page is blank too!
I love this.
Thank you for reading!
Wow. Beautiful. Thank you Berlin ✨
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It's truly an honor to call you a friend and witness your writings. Beautiful, as always. This feels like the perfect birth story for those of us outside you and addies world, to be honest.
Love you Steph🤍thank you for always cheering me on.
Yes this resonated with me! Especially with my third birth, then are so many different parts and layers and emotions that it's so hard to tell the story with a tidy bow. I loved the way you described this feeling 💛
Thanks Kym! Yes, so hard to intellectualize something that is so purely somatic. Glad to hear it resonated with you🤍
struggling to come up with something of value to say, but wow, in so many ways, a beautiful telling ✨️ I can relate
Thank you Lynn!