#IAmMother - Stories of Motherhood

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My loneliest moment as a mother was the second night, after my son was born. My husband had stayed over in hospital the first night and so I hadn’t been alone – I was also hopped up on morphine.

The second night I was on my own and my son was a voracious cluster feeder and I couldn’t settle him, I couldn’t get him to go to sleep, whether in my arms or in the bassinet and I remember just feeling the weight of keeping this little human being alive, just descending on my shoulders and realizing that my life was forever changed… and in that moment I felt a kind of… a crushing regret and it’s a moment that I wish other mothers would talk about, because I know that we all experience it.

Because it does come, but it’s not going to be the only feeling and those other feelings that everyone talks about – the overwhelming love and the joy – all of that will also come as well.

Meet the artist

Andy Mkosi

Photographing the story telling circles has been more than just a job for me or another photography booking. It definitely had me questioning my relationship with my mother and got me thinking about it actively and how I can be a better daughter and assist her where I can. I totally related with some of the stories shared, further solidifying the fact that you do not have to give birth in order to understand mothers or be a mother. The circles has allowed me to redefine what being a mother is entirely. I definitely want to host a circle with my aunts, cousins, mom, gran and the rest of the matriarchs in the Mkosi family to have similar conversations.


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