Baby Mine Box Opening Poem
What a gift, a new tiny to love and to hold!
A few truths to combine with all else you're told.
Labor is one thing, however it's done.
But surviving their first year, is the real victory won.
Whether breastmilk or formula, fed is simply fed.
Get all the other nonsense out of your head.
Try not to compare your little to any other baby.
Growth charts are not report cards and Google
will make you crazy.
Try to practice patiece and grace,
though sometimes through tears...
as your words are, forever, the most impactful
And the words you tell yourself are important too.
Take a moment, take a breath,
all they really need is you.