May it be Your will, Lord my God and God of my forebears, that you provide nourishment for Your humble creation, this tiny child, plenty of milk, as much as he needs.
Give me the disposition and inclination to find the time to nurse him patiently until he is satisfied.
Cause me to sleep lightly so that the moment he cries I will hear and respond.
Spare me the horror of accidentally smothering my child while I sleep. God forbid.
May the words of my mouth and the meditations of my heart be acceptable to You, my Rock and my Redeemer.
From OUT OF THE DEPTHS I CALL TO YOU: A BOOK OF PRAYERS FOR THE MARRIED JEWISH WOMAN, edited and translated by Rabbi Nina Beth Cardin. Copyright 1995, 1992 by Nina Beth Cardin. Reprinted by permission of Jason Aronson Inc.