Mastitis and the Trinity

Dance Rhythm, John Brown

Being a woman equals being in community. The same might feel true for men (I hope it does), but I can’t write that blog post, being in possession, as I am, of two X chromosomes.

One of the virtues of the mind-bending, paradoxical, beautiful, tricksy Christian doctrine of the Trinity (God is Three and One and Three-in-One) is its demonstration that community is at the core of personhood. The amazing God-of-the-Universe is perpetually, ontologically in community, and we who are created in God’s image, to reflect some of God’s essence, are built the same way.

It may (or may not) be that women have an easier time accessing this sense of belonging to a web of other warm bodies.

If we are lucky, as little humans we learn that we have a place to belong in a family and wider network of big and little humans who love us, put up with us, teach us stuff and smile as they see us gain centimetres and smarts. Before we venture further into the wide world, we learn lots of cool things from our siblings, cousins and neighbours (how to hop, whistle and make bows and arrows; the local rules of four-square and go-home-stay-home) and we teach those things to our siblings, cousins and neighbours.

Puberty brings so many surprises that young women desperately need other women in their lives. There’s just too much that you can’t learn by yourself.  Someone has to tell you not to get a spiral perm (thank you, Phoebe).

Again, if we’re lucky, by the time we’re adults, men and women, we realise that the goal isn’t independence but interdependence, that it’s worthwhile being kind to people and that our friends often make us who we are. Community, a sense of our place in the connecting web, underpins everything.

Yesterday was International Women’s Day as well as a few other things, and it lingers on in the eastern Pacific if I type fast. One of my favourite bloggers, Lucy at Lulastic, is hosting a blog link-up for the occasion, so I’ve been thinking about what to write about for a week. I had a bunch of different ideas from global concerns like fistulas, trafficking and gendercide to the more subtle pressures over women’s surnames. Then my breast got in the way. How appropriate.

I’ve spent the week with mastitis, and the surprisingly nasty side-effects of the only antibiotics I can take for it. It’s only the second bout I’ve had in fifteen months of breastfeeding, so I’m not complaining.

Actually, I really am complaining. It’s been horrendous! I’ve been in pain, feverish, dehydrated and exhausted for a week. Blergh!

But being a woman, a human person, is about being in community, thank goodness. My community of women and men has looked after me this week and made it possible for me to lie in bed all day dozing to the radio, which is all I’ve been capable of for a few days, now. Illness of any kind is a reminder of how illusory independence is. Combine that with early parenthood and deep community becomes as necessary to life as oxygen and chocolate.

Half a dozen people have looked after SBJ over the week to give my husband some breaks. A couple have also cleaned and tidied, which has helped my mind be a quieter place. I’ve had lots of kind messages and some kind, tactfully short visits. Several healthcare professionals have been helpful and caring. My husband has been brilliant and amazing and deserves his own post, but may have to settle for this. I know I’m lucky.

I’m not sure, through the mild fever, that I’m quite making sense, but it somehow seems to me that mastitis plus being part of a caring community plus the Trinity together connect with International Women’s Day. Perhaps, in this same spirit of interdependence, I’ll rely on you to join any dots I’ve left unconnected.

So here’s to women, and the men and women who surround them. G’night.

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0 comments on “Mastitis and the Trinity”

  1. Georgie Reply

    I’m glad you have had wonderful and amazing people looking after you this week.

    After 5 rounds with mastitis in the first 12 weeks of Hannah’s life, I was also very grateful for the awesome community of people around me, who encouraged me, looked after me, provided meals for me, counselled me, provided breast pumps/bottles/sterilisers, and enabled me to be stubborn enough to persist through it all to continue breastfeeding until we were ready rather than forced to stop.

    Without that community of support (mostly women, not to lessen the support from the men in my life) I wouldn’t have been able to do it at all. Through your mild fever you are making perfect sense to me.

    • not a wild hera Reply

      Thanks, Georgie. I CANNOT IMAGINE five rounds in the first few months. You are brilliant and amazing and so are all your supporters. Well done, and all the very best for the next season of early parenthood. xox

  2. marion Reply

    Mastitis makes me believe in spiritual attack! it is awful. My hubby and I know only too well how dependent we are on family and friends for support. We are just emerging out of three weeks of illness with both kids and both parents down for the count. It is the nightmare reality of family life sometimes. But with the help of those around us it is possible to get through. So I guess for me international women’s day is about not the independence and power of women, but that we are a bit like that lightbulb joke about how many people it takes to change one. The answer for me is lots, and holding hands and taking turns. Then there is always enough light to see by. I think the trinity is a great example to us of this. Sometimes we can stand alone but it is always best with others. We are more than the sum of our parts.

    • not a wild hera Reply

      Thanks for this, Marion, and well done!

      Very nice to know you’re reading, and get the opportunity to read nzgirl – I’ve been enjoying catching up through your posts.

  3. Alan Dowen Reply

    I hope you have recovered by now. My daughter has been having similar problems so, even as an XY person, I can empathise. God bless …

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