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If you’ve given birth you know what a mental thing it is. It’s like running a marathon, but culturally we don’t treat it that way. Blessingways are a way to acknowledge the momentousness of the birth itself and the way that it sears itself into our memories as something where we were (hopefully) loved and supported.<\/p>\n We give so much as moms that there’s nothing quite like being reminded of what we mean to other people – that we’re not completely lost in mommy-hood.<\/p>\n The web was created with words to remind Laura of her awesomenes and to represent the web of support around her. The string was then cut so that each woman could wear a piece around her wrist with a bead to remember Laura until the baby was born.<\/p>\n\n <\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n <\/div>\n \n <\/article>\n \n <\/a>\n \n <\/div>\n \n \n\n <\/div>\n \n <\/article>\n \n <\/a>\n \n <\/div>\n \n \n\n <\/div>\n \n <\/article>\n \n <\/a>\n \n <\/div>\n \n \n\n <\/div>\n \n <\/article>\n \n <\/a>\n \n <\/div>\n \n \n\n <\/div>\n \n <\/article>\n \n <\/a>\n \n <\/div>\n \n \n\n <\/div>\n \n <\/article>\n \n <\/a>\n \n <\/div>\n \n <\/div>\n\n <\/div>\n \n