I found myself thinking a great deal yesterday about mothers guilt, about how we can do everything seemingly right and still something happens outside our control. It takes real grace to let those things go, and to hold your head up high and walk on.
A mother I know eats better then anyone I know, works out, teaches yoga, and still her births have always needed help. This last time, at 9cm, she found her sons heart beat lost and was rushed from what was to be a beautiful home birth, to a safe hospital birth. I keep thinking that must have been so very hard.
I have many friends hwo have not been able to breastfeed no matter what they try. Friends who have had each of their children taken from their bodies, feel like they failed. So much Mommy guilt.
We all want to do our best, what ever that might be. I value those around me who research and question and work for hard to make Home and the world healthy, the very best they can. I value the ones who find things outside themselves changing things but find the strength to go one with grace and hope.
“I find that the harder I work, the
more luck I seem to have.”
– Thomas Jefferson
Still so much work to do, still so much luck to gain! 🙂
