Rocky reflects on the lasting physical and emotional wounds left by childbirth and pregnancy loss. She recalls how her C-section scars from delivering Jamie and Willa would periodically reopen over the years, a phenomenon she didn't mind because it reminded her of the luck of having her children safely.

Fifteen years after Willa's birth, a cyst formed near Rocky's scar, eventually bursting to release a knotted piece of old suturing. Rocky tried to share the grotesque discovery with her kids, jokingly demanding they bear witness to her ongoing recovery from their births, but they refused to look.

Rocky then shifts to the invisible wounds left by her later pregnancies that did not result in children. These losses left no physical scars but inflicted deeper, lingering pain. She describes loss as a disorienting air bubble in the psyche, a vertiginous deep hole lodged somewhere in the body—stomach, spleen, or simply a heart losing its mind.