someone’s blog yesterday. The
folks at Mamamia put it up in the interests of helping people who have
suffered a miscarriage.
me and clearly, not only me. The editors at Mamamia equivocated about putting
up the pictures as well.
of such a tiny underdeveloped baby, one who should still be inside his mother’s
womb and alive, not outside in the world before-term and dead.
because something tells me the motive behind their publication is not one of inducing
gratuitous shock. It’s more an effort to help people share the load of their grief.
and hidden from the public view. People must bear the worst of it alone.
weeks into life. There was no
foetus to be seen. It was no less
traumatic for me for that, but to get to twenty weeks and lose a baby would
have to be worse. The further into
a pregnancy, the more alive that baby becomes in one’s imagination, and to lose
a baby full term must be worst of all.
the photos from her still born baby’s brief stay in the world is meaningful in a world where many would prefer not to know the details. While others search for them.
cannot understand my motives for writing about the traumatic events from my
childhood and my attempts now as an adult to understand them through my writing. She believes my musings
belong in a diary or journal. They
are not for publication.
for the public view and what should stay private.
more exposure of these things in the public view because too much secrecy can
be dangerous. Witness Edward Snowden and other whistleblowers of renown.
baby not yet ready for the world, my wish to turn away, and not to see
something so disturbing, so raw, so unprocessed.
there’s all this derision for those who take selfies and put them online,
particularly, the pretty young women.
Narcissism, the critics say.
On the other hand, it seems it’s okay for any other person to take a
self portrait, including centuries of artists who have recreated their
self images as one of least difficult ways to get a model and so practice their