Do you know a woman who has nursed their little one for 365 days or longer?
Or perhaps you know a woman or even you yourself has the audacity for some strange reason to want to not be separated from this particular baby for what ever reason because you don’t want to and you don’t think you would mind having your tittie in that little mouth until that little creature can walk away and say thank you and figure out the other snack and cuddle options...
You googled it, you asked someone somewhere and by chance that was when you realized that you didn’t know a single woman you could connect with you… who had done such a thing and lived to tell the tale with joy and humor and candor and no sugar coating as it was the single thing she wanted to do that clinched it for her. It made her say yes!
So you kept your wish a secret; you forgot about it because it was really no big deal you could share with anyone; but the idea for whatever bit of time would not go away.
If you went so far as to co create this incredible creature in barely 40 weeks who was actually a part of your body: dropping it off in sixweeks after cutting the literal cord was almost unthinkable. Go figure! Going about all your other business as if nothing major had happened to the now two of you: what I and other midwives called the “mother =baby couple “ was simply not one of the options.
You officially entered new terrain, a new identity you chose for your own personal pleasure would be extended not indefinitely but certainly the clock counting 365 days a return to the place in the sun a year later. It was a choice you would willingly choose if you indeed had a choice in the matter.
because … just because she wants to…
Somehow the lexicon of choice has been code for reproductive freedom to terminate a pregnancy a personal relationship between just the two of you. Yet the right to choose extends to other moments in time, to other relationships on a spectrum of what it means to be a woman and to have the power to grow and change and be a host and resting place for new possibilities. What might you want for yourself for just 365 days? We yearn for choice, and freedom and the time to discern and travel to new places where others have been before. We learn to listen to each other and to have the courage to speak about what we truly desire.
With freedom comes extraordinary responsibility. The freedom to choose; no separations in love and no separations for a year after the birth of your baby shifts the narrative. Can we take a time out, just 365 days for….
Looking for your tribe, a sense of belonging, who sees you , who knows you, who supports you with all the questions, who has been there!
SO MEDIUM Writers you know something about that… can you help another lover, friend, daughter, sister, elder, mother, auntie, grandmother out? We are calling forth and building momentum for our tribe. You all know how to write your way out! Send a message in a bottle…
I am looking for each of you who might know such a person, a woman who has nursed a baby or one who has the audacity to want to try it for herself. Do you know such a woman who is searching for her tribe?
