I can't let April pass without mentioning Cesarean Awareness Month once again. My family is complete now, and I am fully at peace with the birth of my sons, which is a wonderful, wonderful feeling. I've been honest about my struggles in the past, and I know that my experiences have shaped me into the woman and mother I am today. A bit like the lady in this poem. Oh, and April is also National Poetry Month, so this ties in nicely, don't you think?
Truth in Advertising
If we'd moved her,
she'd still have 'em,
the ad for Acme
Moving says, with a photo
of Venus de Milo.
But who, intact,
would Venus be?
Some standard-issue
ingénue. Give me
a woman who's lived
a little, who's wrapped
her arms around the ages
and come up lacking: that's
the stone that can move me.
--Andrea Cohen
