The Best Baby Books to read in 2019

So, the first week of September, 2019. The first week of school and the first week of my first Maternity Leave begins.

The below suggestions are all about the baby books that I have loved and ones that I'm yet to ponder over:

1. The post natal workshop with @beccyhands and @candidmidwife was the best thing I have been to all pregnancy. Made me realise how important it is to look after me after birth. Thank you ladies and thank you for the gift of your incredible book.

2. Gift from @lilyhitch89 by @theunmumsymum (currently reading) and I hope it’ll make me feel ok to be a weird mum.

3. Our hypnobirthing journey with @londonhypnobirthing and the book by @theyesmummum has changed the way I think and am informed about birth. All new mums need this.

4. My first book that Oscar got us when we were first pregnant. Very special times have led to this point and this very special book by @mother_of_daughters is honest, chronologically satisfying and really comforting.

5. A book suggested to me during a webinar with @doulawisdom - this book is all about nourishment post-birth and uses the traditional ideas of having 40 days post birth to rest and recover with food and love. I got this for Oscar so he could feel like he was part of it all and of course - to help nourish me through our favourite thing: good food!

6, 7, 8: currently unread but suggested by @rvk_loves and I’d like to read these ( by @thewonderweeks and @tizziehall ) over the next few weeks/months whilst I get ready and start to figure out the pattern/random cycle of our baby’s sleep cycle. I’m already thinking the key to all of this is sleep!

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