Suddenly I was spending most of my time sitting and lying down, nursing, looking at the baby. I worried a lot about the future, trying to think how to be ready for it. At the same time, I knew that this experience would be over very quickly and it was important to be present in it as much as possible. I made drawings to focus my attention in the moment, to record it, and also to distract and entertain myself.
I thought about all the other mothers out there now and in the past, how they might have felt. I read about the history of the breast pump. I watched videos of chimpanzees nursing in trees. I looked at paintings of the Virgin Mary. I read a few firsthand accounts of motherhood, and I made these paintings from my drawings.