Feeding, changing, bath time, bedtime. PTA, a cake for the neighbors, another load of laundry. The whirlwind spins faster and faster. How can we reclaim our selves?
It happens to many of us. We get caught up in the blessed whirlwind of feeding and changing, of bath time and bedtime, of PTA and a cake for the neighbors and another load of laundry. The whirlwind spins faster and faster, until we feel like our very self has been sucked away. How can we reclaim our selves?
You know you’ve stumbled upon a piece of good writing when one account condenses and distills the experiences of many. When Deena Wiedermann’s essay appeared in our submissions, we knew it was a standout piece. We also knew that the pain and bewilderment she expresses echo the experiences of so many mothers.
Dena started a crucial discussion. We’ve continued it, highlighting the voices of other mothers, voices that contend with definitions and demands, expectations and aspirations. All of them asking, Who am I?
Those noises and jumps could not be coming from the baby’s room…
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