Friday, July 9, 2010

Four O'clock Feeding

I can see why the hand that rocks the cradle, rules the world.

A mother wakens to feed her child and it's just the two of them in the depths of the night. There is much contemplation that takes place.

I can see why we often associate the singing of lullabies to babies. Anything to get them to eat and then back to sleep.

I don't know if it's being a woman that makes this feeding ritual so satisfying or if anyone would accept the plain necessity and resolution that leads to satisfaction.

1 comment:

  1. Now that you've revealed your maternal feelings, I'm going to start calling you Mama Shannon. No more Mama Theresa for you!