How to love a newborn mama? Hold her baby. She'll squirm and duck and say it's okay. She'll act embarrassed because she needs you. Slide hands to pink; release that mama from feeling both.
How to love a newborn mama? Hold her baby. Tell her the beauty of little red curls. Delight in tiny baby-coos and night-bath splash. Hear that two-step giggle and shine because you do.
How to love a newborn mama? Hold her baby. Hand dinner in the doorway and strut that mama-sway. Take that crying cacoon from wearied arms then swap stories for empathy.
How to love a newborn mama? Hold her baby. Let her bent body bent drop that bundle in your arms. Listen to that baby-gurgle. Rock that tiny whimper. And encourage that mama while you do.
How to love a newborn mama? Hold her baby. Wiggle those feet and kiss those cheeks. Swaddle that baby in arms so that mama can eat. Tell her stories with your eyes; tales with your tongue.
How to love a newborn mama? Hold her baby. Hold her baby so she can hold her man. To shower all-clean and smell all-afresh and dress all-neat. Feel beautiful and shinny and strutting in heels.
How to love a newborn mama? Hold her baby. She just needs a break. She loves that flesh she bore, that wrinkled baby-skin. But learning still she is, to reinvent the self within.
How to love a newborn mama? Hold her baby. Jostle the colic, the crying, the child. On sidewalks, knolls, and parking lots. Neighbor the night-talk and walk the long afternoon.
How to love a newborn mama? Hold her baby. Swoosh in to shush that squalling baby. Let love wrap arms around, rhythmic bouncing against breast. Stroke feet, massage limbs, slide fingers through hair.
How to love a newborn mama? Hold her baby. Nest that little one while she naps. Coddle that silk-skin while she sleeps. Allow her to be weak. To rest, relax, rejuvenate.
How to love a newborn mama? Hold her baby. Carry away that backseat bundle. With swimsuits and shade and strong-willed hands. Dot on hair-bows while rest in chairs. Side-step in circles; show you care.
How to love a newborn mama? Hold her baby. Cradle til mama begs her back; remembering to miss her. Let her wish once more for fullness in arms, warmth on chest.
How to love a newborn mama? Hold her baby. Love what she loves. She loves that little baby. She loves every roll-thigh and chubby-chin and arm-dimple. And she loves that you love that baby too.
No comments:
Post a Comment