12 responses

  1. Karen Graney
    May 22, 2012

    How well this moves from the general to the personal and continues weaving, and I admire the poetry in this, including not hesitating to speak the truth, even of one’s own human frailty and its effect on one’s innocent child in the last three perfect phrases.


  2. Thomas Gibbs MD
    June 3, 2012

    The first rule of obstetrics is don’t drop the baby. I have followed the rules and not dropped one. Still, there is an underbuttocks drape with a bag just in case. Everyone should feel better knowing that.

    Post partum depression is under diagnosed. Writers of poetry and prose are not exempt. J.D. Schraffenbergers’s experience is not unusual. Her ability to write about it is.


  3. Annam
    July 3, 2012

    I love the honesty of this piece, in both content and prose.


  4. Jessica Baldanzi
    July 9, 2012

    So, so true and powerful. Parents feel so alone in those sleep-deprived moments when patience runs out. Thanks for sharing this so beautifully.


  5. Paul
    September 6, 2012

    Very compelling. It was a nice ebb and flow between horrifying and fascinating.


  6. lucinda kempe
    September 6, 2012

    I want to say it was only a few inches. I want to say I wasn’t myself, but babies, especially your own, have a way of showing you exactly who you are, or at least what you’re capable of in the middle of the night.

    Yes, they do. Wonderful, truthful writing.


  7. Joey Franklin
    September 13, 2012

    Interesting that Gibbs assumed the author was a woman. I did too reading it, even though I have put my own boys to bed almost every night for nine years, and the scene he was painting could have been me on some of my more exhausted nights.

    Beautiful piece. Will share it with my students.


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