Early this morning, before breakfast we wandered outside and dug a hole, (navigating around the maple tree's roots) about two feet deep. I carefully separated Nettie's frozen placenta from the plastic bag that carried it from our house on the Hill to our friend's basement, to our new home. The placenta was at the top of my list of things to keep track of as we negotiated the double move. As my hands slipped over the frozen shiny red surface, I sensed a sigh of peace. Nettie was very happy and grabbed at the placenta's bag while I removed it. We covered the placenta with dirt, added some acid-soil loving mix for the blueberry bush, and then planted our blueberry bush. A happy placenta.
Placentas are wondrous things. For more information on placentas, from encapsulation to postpartum recovery, please visit http://placentabenefits.info/.