Sunday, January 4, 2009
I had heard about various practices involving the placenta-- including eating it and planting it under a special tree, when I was pregnant with Zosia. But last time, I just wasn't really that into the idea. I was not planning on eating it, and it felt funny to think of part of my body resting in our yard in Somerville, especially since we knew we were moving in the near future. But this time, I'm more open to some sort of ceremony involving the placenta. Maybe planting it in our yard? And hey, according to this Slate article, it might even make a healthful injection.