|Welcome to the Write On, Mamas! We are a writing group based in the San Francisco North Bay area. We will have 25 Mamas and one Papa writing on a different letter of the alphabet during the A-Z Blog Challenge. We would love to hear your comments.
In the middle of a conversation with a group of friends I was expounding on some topic I can no longer recall and one interrupted and said, “No, let me guess you’ve read a book about that.” We all laughed because yes, there is a book about that and that is me, the book reader, the book buyer and part-time book seller.
I think back to my motherhood journey. I read books about pregnancy, following along as the baby inside me grew from the size of a kidney bean to a wiggling mass that vaguely resembled a baby when the ultrasound technician pointed out parts. The birth of my first baby opened up an entire new postpartum section at the bookstore: making baby food, how to get your baby to sleep, a book to equally reassure and worry you about developmental milestones, and of course books to read to her. Board books, tub books, books for her growing library, books I hoped she would read herself one day.
They say you can tell a lot about a person by the books they keep. Look at yours and see what it reflects. A journey through my shelves mirrors my mothering life. I see the early lives of my children categorized by their ailments: the cancer shelf, the autism shelf now overtaken by the diabetes shelf and the growing how to parent a teen shelf. Intermingled among them are the mom shelves: the yoga book shelf, the creativity and writing books shelves which tend to spill over onto my night table and the floor by my bed, and oh look, there’s a pile, or maybe two, on the corner coffee table where my MacBook Air often sits to charge.
My books confirm that I’m a mom, a yoga teacher and a writer. I wonder where I will place my Write On Mamas anthology, the first book I will be in. It deserves a space of honor as it signifies that somehow amidst all the chaos of motherhood or maybe because of it, I have become a published writer.
Sue LeBreton’s essay Literary Love will appear in Mamas Write.
B is for Books
April 2, 2014 By 20 Comments