By Elisabeth Rohm, Eve Adamson
Rohm’s stories—told in a transparent, humorous, warmhearted voice—cover her untraditional youth, and her lengthy trip to motherhood. With the frankness of Down got here the Rain and the wish of A position of Yes, Röhm encourages all ladies to percentage their tales simply because “when ladies cease conversing, ladies cease being heard.”
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By refusing to lie to myself and speaking my truth, I want to empower you to refuse to lie to yourself and to speak your truth, too. Women need to talk to each other. We all have our stories, our secrets, our private moments, but when they feel unbearable, sharing them can make us realize we are not alone. That we are not freaks of nature, because that’s how infertility can sometimes make us feel. This is what makes a community. This is what holds us up. This is what makes women strong. I hope you will see this book as the beginning of a conversation, and I hope it’s a long and fruitful one.
In front of our mothers? Or are we supposed to pretend to be strong because the world expects it, even while we are crumbling inside? I honestly don’t know the answer to that one yet. Maybe she should have shielded me more, but she simply didn’t know how. My mother was who she was. Between the two of us, there were no boundaries. My rage and her vulnerability clashed in ways that seemed more extreme than they would have if our family had remained whole, but at least I always knew she was on my side.
That was the final determination. I remember the moment when I asked my shrink if I could read the court-ordered analysis that the public school required in order to boot me out. He should never have let me read it, but I did. It contained everything, every gory detail of my past and my parents’ breakup, including details I didn’t even know or remember. It was a War of the Roses story, full of volatility and emotional violence, and it had my mother written all over it: unchecked expression spewed across the pages, my mother imposing her experience on me yet again, making it mine instead of allowing me to have my own.
Baby Steps: Having the Child I Always Wanted by Elisabeth Rohm, Eve Adamson