I decided to share some insights about everyday culture in the broadly defined “Arabia” — the wider Arab world. Specifically, about the female body after childbirth, motherhood, and care during the first days of a baby’s life. There is much to learn, to be surprised by — and most importantly, to rethink. Recognition of Labor:…
Today, I will likely lose some readers. I do not chase popularity; my blog is more for the soul and to enrich Ukrainian content, not for profit or fame. So, if this doesn’t suit you — goodbye. Critical Moments in Life On January 22, 2014, I stood on Maidan amid smoke and chaos, feeling like…
Why We Don’t Think About Childbirth Until We Experience It Ourselves Until you personally go through childbirth, you rarely show interest in someone else’s experience. The arrival of a new person in the family is perceived as something natural, without visible external changes. It seems like the new parents remain the same as before. But…
I certainly understand the need for answers. The first child is like a sip of a heady drink, half mixed with happiness and fear, and drenched with a bucket of changes no one warned about. — John Medina, Brain Rules for Baby The first experience of parenthood is both joy and challenge. John Medina’s Brain…
Before going for a walk, my pockets are always filled with the essentials: a cable, a pack of wipes, something more substantial for sharp teeth, an eco-bag, a water bottle, and so on. With skillful arrangement of items, we can handle any life situation with minimal damage to eardrums. Often, the little one simply wants…
“Happiness consists more in the small conveniences of pleasures that occur every day, than in great pieces of good fortune that happen but seldom to a man in the course of his life.” Benjamin Franklin That a child needs a happy mother is a fact, how difficult it can be – both you and I…
I fell in love. I never liked this feeling: butterflies in the stomach and narcotic euphoria. Not that I’m a cold-minded person, but I like to stay in control, and when something takes over me – I don’t. I love when I’m drawn in (or rather uplifted) intellectually, when rose petals fall onto my brain…
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