The Poetry of Motherhood: Baby-Inspired Wisdom for Their First Year

I had been in the hospital for a few days with my new baby, Alma, and was breast-feeding her when suddenly she let out a little whimper, like a "mew" as she was feeding. It was a sound so vulnerable, so innocent, so new to me. I sat there stunned by my love, looking down at this tiny angel who had just wrenched my heart-forever - and this poem came to me: Soft whimpers Heaven-made to break Mothers' hearts The poem was sudden and complete-and it came out of nowhere. I thought, "Wow, that's a...