Quotes from Kristan Higgins

Going to the doctor when you're fat is a string of humiliations. The second you walk in, you only have one problem. You could have a spear through your heart, and the doctor would say, Eighteen hundred calories a day, lots of green leafy vegetables, and forty-five minutes of cardio every day, and that spear will be no problem!

Solo se puede odiar de verdad a aquellos a los que amas.

How is it?" Madeleine asked with a condescending smile. "Delicious. Want some?" "I don't eat things that once had a heartbeat." "That's what he said," I mumbled around the food.

Parenting isn't always a peachy-colored glow. Half the time, it's just showing up and doing your best.

droom van een man

every day takes you further from the time he was alive, slicing you with the razor-sharp realization that those days would never be celebrated again.

Our families were herded out of the room, and I snuggled little Ainsley closer, smelling her head, a smell I already recognized. I'd cheerfully kill for her, happily lay down my life for her without a second's hesitation and with a smile on my face. My beautiful baby. My gift.

I'd be happy with Daniel. I already was. The fact that the universe had given me two lovely men and a baby in the space of a year...well, the universe was full of tricks and mystery.

This is Nathan's mother," I said, wiping my eyes with the edge of Ainsley's blanket. "Yes, we've met," Eloise said. "You came to Nathan's wake." Daniel nodded. "Congratulations on your beautiful daughter. Kate..." She turned to me. "It was good to see you, deah.

You could be fulfilled just the same . . . and you were also allowed to be sad once in a while.

You okay, sweetheart?" Daniel asked. He put the ice cream on the bedside table and sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes worried. I looked at him, then down at our little baby. "Never better," I said.

Hello, guilt, how've you been?

the harsh world of junior high, where cliques were carved in stone, and cafeteria seating was more complex than the British peerage

Because some adopted kids do. They feel like their mothers—because it's always the mothers, since we were the ones who were pregnant—abandoned them. There's a theory that every adopted kid is traumatized because they were adopted.

If I can't smell your hair at least once a day for the rest of my life, I might have to kill myself.

The corner of his mouth rose, and so did my entire reproductive system

up on time every day, something I hadn't

I'm all used up inside, love." Two tears slid down her cheeks. "That's not how I see you at all." "Which says more about you than it does about me, darling. I'm sorry." He

That was all. It was enough

you realize this shit is everywhere, all the time. It's not that the world is different. You just know the ugly side now.

Mrs. Plutarski is such a pill to me. You'd think I routinely crapped on the altar, the way she treats me.

My shrink said I had experienced acute loss and trauma caused by placing my baby for adoption, resulting in post-traumatic stress disorder.

I was a person who had suffered a trauma by giving up my baby, and this recovery process was necessary.

I could grow from that broken place and be better for it. A flower growing through a crack in the pavement, as it were.