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Winter Juxtaposed With Memories of Postpartum Recovery

Finding Strength in Seasons and Memories

Andrea Lawrence
Scrittura
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2 min readDec 12, 2024

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A woman sits on a deck and looks at a lake in winter. She is wearing warm clothes. A mountain in the distance is covered with snow. | Photo courtesy: Riccardo, Pexels
A woman sits on a deck and looks at a lake in winter. She is wearing warm clothes. A mountain in the distance is covered with snow. | Photo courtesy: Riccardo, Pexels

Feverish kaleidoscope memories
hurling down in crystals,
flirting with a thousand
clouds stretching across the sky —
they’re shapeshifting,
changing their cravings,
appetites growing into storms.

Glass hidden in the floorboards,
putting cutlery in drawers,
cutting carrots and onions,
boiling, garlic scent,
sea salt dissolves.

Morning sickness always hit me
at dinner time. I remember
it would happen all of a sudden,
my disappointment

that I couldn’t eat my meal,
my husband running away
from the table.
Throwing up during labor
was much worse.
No core strength,
no way to direct the stream.
Thankful it happened when
the nurses were around,
so they could change my clothes
and give me nausea meds.

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Andrea Lawrence
Andrea Lawrence

Written by Andrea Lawrence

Poet, creative writer, loves a bit of satire, food and wine journalist, relationship writer, interior design maven, Midwestern background.

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