We are mothers
We are mothers whose babies were both born at home
I labored with support my midwife was there
I was mostly alone I was unassited
We were naked and primal as mother bears
It happened so fast
Here's his feet
Here's her head
I moaned and I groaned
I monologued whiled I circled the rug like an old mother dog
We had safe healthy babies
We Are Mothers
Sunday, September 27, 2009
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