A Birth in Fifty Words

When my sobs subsided I steeled myself, and we closed the door on the birth tub and our home birth and entered a world of monitors and medications, threats and confusion. The triumph behind us, I could finally look into my daughter’s eyes; we were the first people on Earth.


Written for The Daily Post’s Weekly Writing Challenge theme, “Fifty.”

 

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  7. jazzytower · April 14, 2014

    This is awesome, I loved this challenge myself.

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  8. Linda Decker · April 11, 2014

    Perfectly lovely.

    ♥ Linda

    Charles Eisenstein: “So many people squelch the expression of their gifts by thinking that they must do something big with them. . . . [this] invalidates the small, beautiful strivings of the bulk of humanity; invalidates, paradoxically, the very things that we must start doing en masse to sustain a livable planet.

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