One hour, that was how long the vomiting lasted for you both. It just so happened that hour was as we were about to get on a sleeper train. We giggled through it about how it wasn’t the first time any of us had thrown up on a train platform (Kowloon and Ulan Battar were the particularly memorable ones!) and you bedded down together on the bottom bunk to recover – with easy access to the bathroom, just in case, and with Mama keeping a close eye from above.
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This is part of ARTIFACT MOTHERHOOD – a project shared with other female artists who are documenting our journeys as mothers and creating memories for our children through our photographs and words.
Our seasons are short snippets in the midst of real life where we pause to remember, reflect or document. Now go to the next artist, Leila Balin, to see where she is in this Season of Motherhood.
October 2022 | A train across Uttar Pradesh, India
Diana - Love this perspective and the feeling that you are watching over them and lovingly checking in they are well.
Jo - Oh my goodness you poor things, hoping they slept off the sickness. There really is a thing called perfect timing eh!
Rose - Oh gosh, they are brave. I’m not sure mine would get on with things so well. And they look so peaceful there tucked up recovering. I hope they felt better when they woke up.
Jess Cheetham - The perspective is so good! Sorry to hear of the sickness though that must have been horrible for them. Great story though and great image to accompany with your motherly gaze over them.