Quotes About Motherhood

You love your virtue as the mother her child; but when was it heard of a mother wanting to be paid for her love?

You creating ones, you higher men! Whoever has to give birth is sick; whoever has given birth, however, is unclean. Ask women: one gives birth, not because it gives pleasure. The pain makes hens and poets cackle. You creating ones, in you there is much uncleanliness. That is because you have had to be mothers. A new child: oh, how much new filth has also come into the world! Go apart! He who has given birth shall wash his soul!

Oh, Ivivis, sorcerers don't have mothers!

Most of us love a non-self, or something extrinsic and apart from our inner life; but a mother's love during the time she is a flesh-and-blood ciborium is not for a non-self but for one that is her very self, a perfect example of charity and love which hardly perceives a separation. Motherhood then becomes a kind of priesthood. She brings God to man by preparing the flesh in which the soul will be implanted; she brings man to God in offering the child back again to the Creator.

as the mother knows the needs better than the babe, so the Blessed Mother understands our cries and worries and knows them better than we know ourselves.

Our Lord was born not just of her flesh but also by her consent.

With the crib seen as a tabernacle and the child as a kind of host, then the home becomes a living temple of God. The sacristan of that sanctuary is the mother, who never permits the tabernacle lamp of faith to go out.

As a mother cannot forget the child of her womb, so a speaker cannot forget the child of his brain.

But the Woman gave Our Lord His human nature. He asked her to give Him a human life—to give Him hands with which to bless children, feet with which to go in search of stray sheep, eyes with which to weep over dead friends, and a body with which to suffer—that He might give us a rebirth in freedom and love.

From that moment on, Stella's life was no longer her own. Taking care of seven kids was a twenty-four-hour-a-day job with no weekends off or vacation time.

Your mother was beautiful." His voice was regretful. "I'm sorry she's dead.

Mothers are the only gods in whom all the world believes Joseph Campbell claimed. And this makes psychological sense: all children come forth through women, but boys must learn to separate from the mother by making her other, while girls identify with her, as they will become mothers themselves.

You think of Ingrid Kristiansen, Liz McColgan, Sonia O'Sullivan, they were all pregnant just before big wins. But you don't know. I have no idea how long the hormone boost lasts.

I went with a pixie cut when my daughter was really young. It was easy - I mean, it was really easy. But I missed my long hair. Especially after a long winter, all I want is sexy summer hair.

Mama grizzlies mate later than other bears. They have two cubs instead of four. They wait four years - about twice as long as other bears - between having cubs. And after they're pregnant, if winter is hard or their health is not good or the food supply is uncertain, they re-absorb the embryo into their body.

My mother wasn't controlling at all. She was a stabilizing force who grew up on a farm in Pennsylvania. Now it's the big circle game. Taking care of her is a great blessing for me. I'll tuck her into bed, kiss her on the cheek, wipe up the mess on her blouse from whatever she spilled.

This morning, I went to wipe my hands on a tea towel, and while I was using it, it seemed like it felt a bit light. I unfolded it and realized my daughter had cut little bits out of it to make frocks for her dolls!

We're complex human beings. I can wear a leather dress and still have an 8-year-old and wipe up the eggs that are on her face.

I wish I had been a better mother and a more compassionate and understanding wife in both of my marriages.

But to the slave mother New Year's day comes laden with peculiar sorrows. She sits on her cold cabin floor, watching the children who may all be torn from her the next morning; and often does she wish that she and they might die before the day dawns.

Motherhood was the great equaliser for me; I started to identify with everybody... as a mother, you have that impulse to wish that no child should ever be hurt, or abused, or go hungry, or not have opportunities in life.

I wish there were two of me and 48-hour days so I could get everything done. But for me, I have to not try and think that everything has to be 100% perfect all the time and leave room for error. As long as my kids feel loved and a priority, everything really is secondary.

I often say that if I had one wish in this world, I would wish that every child could have a mother the way my mother were. And I never went without clothes, I never went without food... I never went without anything that a child needs. But above all of that, she gave me unconditional love.

My mom has always wished me a daughter just like me.