Being pregnant was being pregnant. Pregnancy was neither an overwhelmingly positive experience nor an unpleasant experience. There is something a little trendy about the mystique of the famous baby bumps. I don't deny the miracle that is taking place, but pregnancy is only the beginning.
Pregnancy was, however, the beginning of motherhood that has brought such incredible richness and deeper understanding of life and living to me. Motherhood is not the only way a woman experiences richness and understanding. I am just saying for me, being a mother through the fun, the challenges, the heartbreaks, the sometimes relentless fatigue and the sheer joy, gave something to me for which there are no words. For sure, if I had it to do over again, there are many, many things I would do differently; but I do know I gave it my best and I gave it with love. I became a mother in a good time, in a good place.
My heart is breaking now for the pregnant women in Japan. Little bits of humanity are growing in their bellies, as the mothers walk through a terrifying inferno of so many dimensions. They live in a country whose people know the legacy of atomic radiation, like no other. They and their babies face dark times.
From my beautiful little place of the universe, I wish for them hope and the world's resources to help fulfill their hopes, to live in health in the goodness of creation, that offers them opportunities, to once again know joy.
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