Mother Love: Stories about Births, Babies and BeyondDebra Adelaide Birth: a rite of passage in which a woman is transformed from a well-groomed, well-organised, self-centered, carefree, childfree person into the exhausted, poo-wiping, milk-sodden, love -ravaged hero that is a new mother. Gabrielle Carey Motherlove: Births, Babies and Beyond is a wonderful collection of stories and memories from women writing about their own and others' births, their babies, and their lives beyond the moment of childbirth, when the world changed forever. Each of the writers invite the reader into their own unique world of Motherlove, that most extraordinary of loves that only mothers can experience and truly understand. The smells, the pain, the power and powerlessness, the joys, the utter exhaustion and the exhilaration, and the incredible love. Sometimes sad and moving, sometimes practical and funny, these are stories that will enthrall and delight every reader. |
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Page 142
... inside my head . The nappies leap on the washing line strung between the gum trees and it's so quiet I can hear a bird's wing fluttering , the crackle of twigs as leaves drop . Even the washing basket near the open door looks like peace ...
... inside my head . The nappies leap on the washing line strung between the gum trees and it's so quiet I can hear a bird's wing fluttering , the crackle of twigs as leaves drop . Even the washing basket near the open door looks like peace ...
Page 165
... inside it and it's inside me . I've re - written the ending , astonishingly fast after months of anguish . Now I'm re - writing and suddenly it's easy . I float above the typewrit- ten pages like a bird , inspecting where to land . So ...
... inside it and it's inside me . I've re - written the ending , astonishingly fast after months of anguish . Now I'm re - writing and suddenly it's easy . I float above the typewrit- ten pages like a bird , inspecting where to land . So ...
Page 291
... inside me , the being to whom my heart and lungs and blood have been pledged for nine long months . The room is filling with the moment . Everything seems to be leaning forward and swelling . My eyes keep flickering towards the crib and ...
... inside me , the being to whom my heart and lungs and blood have been pledged for nine long months . The room is filling with the moment . Everything seems to be leaning forward and swelling . My eyes keep flickering towards the crib and ...
Common terms and phrases
Anna arms asked baby Banaga birth centre blood body born breastfeeding breasts breath Cath centimetres cervix child childbirth Constance Markiewicz contractions Darren daughter death adder Deirdre doctor door dream epidural everything experience eyes face fear feel felt floor forceps freshwater crocodile Fyshwick Gavin girl give birth Grandma's grandmother hair hands hear home birth hospital Hughie husband Ina May Gaskin inside Judy knew labour laugh legs light lives look Melissa midwife milk minutes Miriam months morning mother Mowangka nappy never night NONI HAZLEHURST nurse obstetrician oxytocin pain pethidine placenta pregnancy pulled push realised remember Rosie says scream seemed Sheila Kitzinger sleep smell smile someone Sophie Steve story stroller talk tell There's things thought tiny told turned waiting walk warm watch weeks woman women wonder worry Yawuru
References to this book
Blacklines: Contemporary Critical Writing by Indigenous Australians Michele Grossman No preview available - 2003 |