Cleaning House

As the end of May approaches, I'm cleaning out the bedroom in my parents' house so that my brother--who begins student teaching high school art in the fall--can move in at the end of June. This is just the latest iteration of musical bedrooms that has taken place in our house over the last several years.

Yesterday afternoon, I was looking around at my bedroom walls and wondering what (if any?) artwork I ought to take with me. There's the ornately framed Seneca Falls Declaration of Sentiments; vintage postcards from Aberdeen; family photographs; and the beautiful female nude, pictured here, by Henri Matisse that Mom gave me for my 25th birthday (thanks Mom!) whom I have become inordinately fond of in the past year. Unfortunately, it's hard to imagine how these (and others) will find space on a dorm room wall--let alone how I will hang them. So they may have to go into deep storage for a year or two . . . sigh.


Reproductive Justice

I bought my copy of the most recent issue of off our backs this week, and it turned out to be an entire issue dedicated to "reproductive justice." The concept of reproductive justice, it turns out, is a way to re-vision the depth and breadth of what we have conventionally thought of as "reproductive rights" or even more narrowly, "pro-choice" advocacy. It focuses not only on or legal access to reproductive choice, but also on the social and economic inequalities that make those "rights" the privilege of those with power and resources.

Loretta Ross, one of the guest editors of the issue, and a member of the SisterSong Women of Color Reproductive Health Collective, defines reproductive justice this way:
  • the right to have a child;
  • the right not to have a child;
  • the right to parent the children we have
  • the right to control our own birthing options
Her article does a beautiful job of broadening the conversation surrounding reproductive and sexual rights, calling on us to articulate the overarching values that lead us to a pro-choice position. "Reproductive justice," she writes, "focuses on the ends [rather than the means]: better lives for women, healthier families, and sustainable communities." Thinking in terms of reproductive justice "draws attention to cultural and socio-economic inequalities because everyone does not have equal opportunity to participate in society's cultural discourses or public policy and economic values, such as abortion, midwifery, or mothering."

I read Ross' article, "Understanding Reproductive Justice: Transforming the Pro-Choice Movement," just a few days after reading a lovely essay, "Being a Radical Doula," by a Maria Perez, a young woman who works as a doula supporting women during pregnancy, childbirth, and early motherhood. In "Being a Radical Doula," Perez articulates the fundamental connection between her pro-choice politics and her passion for working with pregnant and birthing women.

Both of these articles came across my desk just when I needed them, after several long weeks of going back and forth with anti-abortion folks about the abortion ban. It's wonderful to know there are other people out there working hard to create a world in which reproductive justice is a basic human right for all.

And I keep thinking . . . perhaps in my grannyhood, I'll become a radical, activist midwife myself!


Housing Update!

I am relieved to report that yesterday, I received my housing assignment: a single room in one of Simmons' Beacon Street facilities. This means that I will not have to hunt for an apartment in Boston, worry about roommates, or the commute to campus. Hooray!

The move-in day in August 31st, the Friday of Labor Day weekend, which will give me a few days to get oriented before classes start.