"Motherhood doesn't come with a manual," the midwife said with the best intentions, I'm sure. "You learn on the job," was her passing comment as she swiftly pulled back the curtain and went on her rounds. I was sitting bolt upright on a crispy, stale hospital bed with a half glass of tepid ...
Archives for November 2022
If this spoke to you
The Sunday Letter
Coming soon: a poem, a gentle practice and one mother's voice, every Sunday morning. Until then, a new poem arrives on Instagram each week.
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Hello, I'm Sophie
Poet, mother of two boys, and the one who lights the candles here. This space belongs to all of us. Read our story
If this spoke to you
The Sunday Letter
Coming soon: a poem, a gentle practice and one mother's voice, every Sunday morning. Until then, a new poem arrives on Instagram each week.
Your host
Hello, I'm Sophie
Poet, mother of two boys, and the one who lights the candles here. This space belongs to all of us. Read our story
If this spoke to you
The Sunday Letter
Coming soon: a poem, a gentle practice and one mother's voice, every Sunday morning. Until then, a new poem arrives on Instagram each week.
Your host
Hello, I'm Sophie
Poet, mother of two boys, and the one who lights the candles here. This space belongs to all of us. Read our story
Emotional Poems about Trust and Love
The world has always been in a fragile state - to say that right now it's worse than any other time is, in fact, wrong. There has always been famine. There has always been war. There have always been disagreements and conflicts of sorts. There have always been sudden accidents and ...
If this spoke to you
The Sunday Letter
Coming soon: a poem, a gentle practice and one mother's voice, every Sunday morning. Until then, a new poem arrives on Instagram each week.
Your host
Hello, I'm Sophie
Poet, mother of two boys, and the one who lights the candles here. This space belongs to all of us. Read our story
