Over the past year or so I have written some poetry, I decided I would share it here, I will post a small description of what the poem is about and then a link to the post.
I would love your feedback, these are all very raw and not polished at all, but I hope you enjoy reading them.
Much love and many thanks
This poem is about learning the value of breast milk past its capability to just provide nourishment.
This poem is about those moments in the dead of the night, when you are exhaused and the baby wakes, but rather than feel frustrated and even more tired, something magical happens and you experience that feeling of overwhelming love, that can only be felt at 4:30am [or at least only in the dead of the night].