A mother's work is never done. These two poems present two perspectives on chasing sleep with little ones to worry about.
One of the longest walks you will ever take is from where you sleep to where baby sleeps. What if there was another way?
Expectations and reality can differ greatly in many areas of our lives, perhaps none more so than when the topic at hand is children.
My first entry in my Monday to Friday writing campaign. They say breast is best they say. All the books, the WHO, the doctors and the hospitals all put out the same message. There are charts, statistics, guidelines, myths, programs aplenty to help mothers and their babies bond and forge a nursing relationship. Then comes the sabotage.
A little poem about how a big kid is amazed by how mommy cares for baby