Amy Wright Glenn


The last drop from my breast

Today marks the end of World Breastfeeding Week 2016. In 2014, when my son was 2 and-a-half, we participated in a special photo shoot to honor World Breastfeeding Week. I remember that afternoon so well, I remember the joy in celebrating the natural and healthy bond between mother and child. I treasure the photos taken. It seems like yesterday. But time dances by, and two years have since passed. In the interim, I’ve written quite a lot on breastfeeding. I’ve examined…

  • August 7, 2016
  • By Amy Wright Glenn

Thank you comforting, precious milk

The tenderness evoked, the calm the wonder present as he falls into the peace of sleep at the breast. I breathe in miracles. “When I feel mad, or frustrated … nummies … they help my body relax ,” my little one says. May he always remember this peace. I commit myself to mindfully navigating both the giving and the eventual letting go, while standing up confidently as a breastfeeding mother of a 3-and-a-half-year-old in an unfriendly culture. I behold his quiet, soft, sleeping face And I remember…

  • September 17, 2015
  • By Amy Wright Glenn

Tomorrow You Turn Two

Tomorrow you turn two. You are my little one, my constant companion, my sweet guy. Soon you will have journeyed twice around our glorious sun. Today, I watch you move, jump, and dance. We practice singing “Happy Birthday” in the mirror. I make up words and blow on your belly. Delight fills my soul as you laugh. Two years ago at this very time, my labor was picking up. I moaned with each contraction. I swayed and cried. I did…

  • December 3, 2014
  • By Amy Wright Glenn