Quotes About Motherhood

I always knew when Mom was pissed at me. She called me Joey T. My name is Joey. The T is for Tormente, my last name and the persistent feeing I stirred up in her.

La memoria suele nublar el dolor. La madre olvida la agonía del parto cuando le ponen al bebé en los brazos.

I know a girl She puts the color inside of my world But she's just like a maze Where all of the walls all continually change And I've done all I can To stand on her steps with my heart in my hands Now I'm starting to see Maybe it's got nothing to do with me Fathers, be good to your daughters Daughters will love like you do Girls become lovers who turn into mothers So mothers, be good to your daughters too

Mothers should feed their babies from their breast milk if they possibly can, as this is the best. When you are able to start feeding them on solid food, give them weak bean soup -- not the highly seasoned, strong soup that you eat. You also can start them out with orange juice and mashed apples.

Being a mother was the best of all human experiences, and also the most excruciating.

This is foxhole religion at its most basic. The only person who wants the soldier to live more than the soldier himself is the soldier's mother.

The greatest risk there is. The risk of parenthood. You're a mother.

Motherhood, she has come to realize, requires a lot of math: How much space is enough; how much is too much?)

Yet his mother always stocks the fridge like the offensive line of the Philadelphia Eagles are coming for dinner.

Mallory uses a measured, concerned-mom voice rather than a snake-oil-salesman voice.

One hundred years ago you'd have a child surrounded by other women: your mother, her mother, sisters, cousins, sisters-in-law, mother-in-law. And you'd be a teenager, too young to have had any kind of life yourself. You'd share childcare with a raft of women. They'd help you, keep you company, show you how. Then you'd do the same. Not just people to share in the work of raising children, but people to share in the loving of children.

It's fantastic, these babies and my boobs. People don't want to hear about that, don't want to entertain it. Vast numbers will watch two naked girls online shit in a cup then eat it, but babies enjoying the living hell out of breasts as supreme source of endless free nourishment and good health for all remains taboo. Explain that to me in a way that does not skirt the historical imperative of misogyny. Go ahead. Try. I'm

She had always been faintly disappointed in herself, disappointed in school because she had not been remarkable, disappointed when she married because she had not become the perfect housekeeper, most of all disappointed in herself as a mother.

My mom is this liberal, feminist, Mormon powerhouse. I just love her to death.

Backward, turn backward, O Time, in your flight, Make me a child again, just for to-night! Mother, come back from the echoless shore, Take me again to your heart as of yore; Kiss from my forehead the furrows of care, Smooth the few silver threads out of my hair; Over my slumbers your loving watch keep-- Rock me to sleep, mother--rock me to sleep!

Women know The way to rear up children (to be just) They know a simple, merry, tender knack Of tying sashes, fitting baby shoes, And stringing pretty words that make no sense, And kissing full sense into empty words.

The woman is uniformly sacrificed to the wife and mother.

Whatever the theories may be of woman's dependence on man, in the supreme moments of her life he can not bear her burdens. Alone she goes to the gates of death to give life to every man that is born into the world. No one can share her fears, no one can mitigate her pangs; and if her sorrow is greater than she can bear, alone she passes beyond the gates into the vast unknown.

I have memories of him that are like jewels, and others that are stones but my memories of you are always consistent, Mama." "And are they jewels or stones." Alienor asked with a strained smile. "Neither," Matilda answered. "They are pure gold.

Avevo visto mia madre innamorarsi così spesso... era come se lo volesse disperatamente, come se stesse soffocando e quella fosse la sua aria. Ci ha lasciato per prendere un'ultima boccata, e alla fine l'amore l'ha uccisa. L'amore ti può distruggere. Può portarti via tutto

In your time, politicians win points in the polls for proposing to punish unmarried teenaged mothers like me, not to mention our children.

these mothers at their midnight council were more like one great mind probing itself, divided at times as great minds may be, but one entity

You know, Liz, I really got how women can just slip away when they bleed like that. I was already so high from the birth, and it would have been really easy just to check out completely. It was the coziest, warmest, most delicious feeling—it just felt so good." I never forgot this, as only then did I fully appreciate how firmly and passionately the midwife must tell the hemorrhaging mother to stay present.

I watched and I learned. There is tumult, there is aggravation. There is love. For a mother, there is no such thing as excess.