Written over nearly six years-from the first weeks of motherhood on the eve of Covid lockdown to the arrival of a third child-Me, The Sun traces a woman's gradual becoming at the center of a growing world.
Through poems and short stories, this collection explores the quiet gravity of motherhood: children orbiting close, devotion deepening, identity shedding and reshaping itself over time. It moves through early disorientation into the evolving rhythms of mothering three, naming the loneliness that can exist even in constant company, the weight of being needed, and the love that binds it all together.
Written in brief, lyrical pieces meant to be read in stolen moments, this is not a guide, but a companion. A book to give a woman before her first baby-and to return to as she becomes a different mother than she once was.