“It was a hard labour, more painful than I could have imagined, but the love I feel for this little creature, this little sucking thing, overwhelms me, puts all at peace.
I clasp my squalling baby to me and sing sweet songs, baptizing him with tears of wonder. I curl under the covers with him, bringing him to my breast and we are silent together but for his chirps and sucking sounds.
We fall into a sweet smelling sleep, then, my baby and I, and I think, as we drift into dreams, this is Heaven, isn’t it?
Is this not what Heaven is?”
- Sandra Guilland, The Many Lives & Secret Sorrows of Josephine B.