As I Nurse You To Sleep, My Son

I love that you understandwhat it means as I lay down beside youand fiddle with my shirtand brush your cheek with a bit of my skinAnd you open your mouthand you pant like a little birdwhose Mommy has just returned witha juicy morsel.You wiggle and wriggle and scootyour whole bodyyour feet kickyour head moves back and forthlike a sonar pinging...more
Wow!  Powerfully and beautifully written.  I, too, (mostly) love nursing Baby Boy.  He's so busy ...more