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Adoption Stories

Two figures skydiving above the clouds; their parachutes are not yet visible

The Jump

June 28th, 2022 | by Jessica O'Dwyer

We’d arrived at the drop zone in the early morning, ready for my boyfriend to teach me to tandem jump.


Families

Young girl with blonde hair and pursed lips holds two brown eggs over her eyes

The Unknowable Weight of Origin

February 10th, 2022 | by Megan Hanlon

My five-year-old gazes up sleepily and asks, "Can you show me how to get an egg donor? Because I want to be a mama someday too."


On Balance

"Lady Justice" statue: blindfolded woman holding scales

When the Body Speaks

February 1st, 2022 | by Elsa Valmidiano

Black and Brown women have the most to lose when corporate and legislative limitations curtail our reproductive freedom.


Families

Why do people have children?

June 24th, 2019 | by Ranjani Rao

My reasons for wanting to get pregnant had been driven by biological programming and cultural expectations, but those forces had little to do with being a mother


Adoption Stories

HOW TO MAKE A FAMILY

October 15th, 2018 | by Lakshmi Iyer

You want a baby. Babies. Your husband agrees, albeit begrudgingly. But month after month your hopes surge and fall. You


99 Problems

Beds

August 16th, 2018 | by Marianna Marlowe

1 She falls back on the bed, spreading her legs. She is still fully clothed, as is he. He fumbles at



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  • #nicu #birth #breathe “My grandmother, the wildest woman I knew, never met my second child. Zayne Heather Logan passed away shortly before my own miracle entered the world.” “Just the day before I had been twelve years old and pregnant. Now I was recovering from the abortion. Only a year before that, in what felt like my body’s ultimate betrayal, I got my first period. It had come regularly every month since until it didn’t and I was nauseous every day. Even though I’d had sex for the first time just a few weeks before, it didn’t occur to me that I could be pregnant.” “I didn’t know if I would look back on this as the moment I met my son, or if it would become the memory of cradling someone else’s son in my arms—kissing his brand-new forehead, whispering congratulations, and then placing him back in the arms of his mother, never seeing either of them again.” “Their baby books sat waiting to be updated with their latest milestones. I’d become a ghostwriter, setting aside my own journal to document their days. It dawned on me: I’d been crowded out of my own home. Even worse, I’d participated in my own disappearance.” Write for us! Get all the details at muthamagazine.com. In our newest Ask a MUTHA installment, MUTHAs share their thoughts on how abortion access has affected their lives. “In 1984, when I had my abortion, there were approximately 300 clinics in the state and access was easy. When I went to get an abortion, I didn’t have to worry about pro-life demonstrators menacing me as I walked into the clinic, didn’t fear that the place might be vandalized or bombed or that a certified abortion provider could be murdered. After the procedure was finished, I felt nothing but relief.” “The truth is, it was hard to have an abortion. Not because I wouldn’t make the same choice again. But because it’s so fucking hard to live as a deeply empathic person who is nonetheless told that she has no morals and no appreciation for life.”

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