40 Days
By Jen Rognerud, Sunday, August 1, 2010, 7 commentsI hear about it all the time. It’s my job to hear about it. What I’m most often told is this: “It’s like a light suddenly flipped on.”
Women tell me of bluer skies and darker nights, of fluctuating emotions and unexpected, bone-shaking beauty. They tell me that they can smell the earth beneath the snow, taste toxins in the air and hear the phone ring before it actually does.
They talk of orgasmic pain, unbearable pain, or else they thank God for drugs. They are wild, angry, and soft. They are beautiful, beaten, and grounded. They love their midwife. They hate that one nurse. They have a little crush on the handsome doctor. They wonder if they will always regret the C-section with this much intensity. They wonder if they knew love before this. They wonder if they will ever sleep again.
They are all a little bit different. Only one thing is the same: They are a really big deal.
In many cultures, birth is still an animal act and the postpartum period an exalted affair. The new mother is revered as the most important being in existence, and the community makes sure she knows it. Her strength is commended, her tenderness protected; her worries and wounds are soothed. She is massaged with sacred oils. She is fed special soups, lovingly prepared by those who have walked the path before her. It does not matter if it is her first baby or her fifth. After each birth, she is pampered and worshipped, an adored queen.
While true parenthood begins in an instant, with new life’s first breath, the full transition from pregnancy to motherhood takes a little while. Around the world, 40 days seems to be the magic number. That’s 40 days of the mother lying in with the new baby, 40 days of bonding, breastfeeding, and embracing her heightened sense of being. The Latin cultures call it la cuarentena, but it is not an actual quarantine. It is a period of respect for the woman’s metamorphosis.
Some communities insist that the woman stay in bed, while everyone else works around her. Other traditions include quiet celebration, intricate ritual, and contemplative walks in the woods. Usually, female relatives tend to the postpartum woman - they feed her, clean her, and teach her how to nurse. While 40 days is the approximate time period for concentrated care, it is understood that the new mother may need a little extra help for the better part of a year.



















7 Comments
Fantastically written and very touching!
I can't help but fall deeply into a story when I can relate so well. You really hit home with what a new Mother goes through and how different the US is from most other countries.
My eye are welling up in tears
Very touching essay if only we did get 40 days because most are lucky to get 4 minutes of peace. Wonderful essay on how we need to cherish US!
What a beautiful essay.
It made me cry. Oh, if only I'd had you 10 & 13 years ago for my 40 days. Interesting theory on postpartum depression - I bet you are right! Thanks for a great read & thanks for all that you do for the new mamas out there!
Jen, this was beautifully and
Jen, this was beautifully and exquistely written.
I agree, the Western World will not allow us to feel what we need to feel, mourn what we need to mourn, and damn it, a casserole does not cut it.
We assume that depression is a weakness and are told "SNAP OUT OF IT!" Don't they get it? We just need time...
I love what you do. I want a job like that! ~Kim
This made me cry. We need to
This made me cry.
We need to give our new mothers that time to recover & cherish the new relationship w/ her newborn.
What you do is amazing.
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Jennifer, This story really hit home after 29 years believe it or not. I went back to work fulltime 2 weeks after my son's birth. I cried the 1 hr drive to and from work and as often as I could during the 10 hr. workday. I wish I could have that time back to do over.
WOW......WOW!
I read half of this to my husband and then he had to read the rest of it to me because I could not finish due to my eyes seemed to be clouded over with the waterfall flood of tears. So very touching, so very true! And I have been searching for my calling and it seems I may have just found it. Though you consider yourself to be a servant, it takes a Queens heart to be that humble. Thank you for your amazing words and works, for it has changed me forever!
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