Quotes About Motherhood

But being a stay-at-home mom was the loneliest kind of lonely, in which she was always and never by herself.

That means you're my kid, I explained, and I'm your mother, and nobody can say it isn't so.

Mother, you can still hold hold on but forgive, forgive and give for long as long as we both shall live, I forgive you, Mother.

Mama always said barefoot and pregnant was not my style. She knew.

Do you know, I spent the first half of my life avoiding motherhood and tires, and now I'm counting them as blessings?

A mother's unfulfilled ambitions lie heaviest on her daughters.

People automatically estimate a mom's IQ at around her children's ages, maybe dividing by the number of kids, rounding up to the nearest pajama size.

mountains. They stand at every view, like a mother offering a blanket in which to wrap everyday life and shelter it from useless. dreads. In june they are walls of white rhodendron blossom. In autumn the forests set themselves afflame with color. Even winter has its icy charms.

that mothers' and daughters' hearts can be crushed so repeatedly without learning to defend themselves.

They count that as your birthday -- the day your mother gets up. Not the day you were born? Not the day you came out. They count the mother getting better as all part of the birth.

But from here on in I'm your Ma, and that means I love you the most. Forever

There were two things about Mama. One is she always expected the best out of me. And the other is that then no matter what I did, whatever I came home with, she acted like it was the moon I had just hung up in the sky and plugged in all the stars. Like I was that good.  

She said don't ever be pregnant during the lead-up to Halloween because it will put you off candy corn for life. I told her thanks for the advice.

It ran deeper than that. I'd lost what there was to lose: first my mother and then my baby. Nothing you love will stay. Hallie could call that attitude a crutch, but she didn't know, she hadn't loved and lost so deeply. As Loyd said, she'd never been born—not into life as I knew it. Hallie could still risk everything.

If you're surprised a mom would discuss boyfriend hotness with a kid still learning not to pick his nose, you've not seen the far end of lonely.

If you're surprised a mom would discuss boyfriend hotness with a kid still learning not to pick his nose, you've not see the far end of lonely.

Willa regretted every failure while she held her daughter and stroked her hair and marveled that mothers' and daughters' hearts can be crushed so repeatedly without learning to defend themselves. She thought of times she'd fallen apart in her own mother's arms, and let herself be put back together.

Many had tried their best with us, but we came out of too-hungry mothers. Four demons spawned by four different starving hearts.

Jazon and Mical. What kind of mother misspelled her kids' names on purpose?

Around the table went the Oh sure, Mom face that mothers everywhere know and do not love.

Sometimes I tell her: Mommy Mommy. I just say that. Father isn't listening so I can say it. Her real name is Mother and Misrus Price but her secret name to me is Mommy Mommy. He went away on the airplane and I said, "Mama, I hope he never comes back." We cried then.

My firstborn and my baby both tried to shed me like a husk from the start, and the twins came with a fine interior sight with which they could simply look past me at everything more interesting.

Converstations with a mother of five are education in patience.

She breathed in slowly; this was what she had, the beauty of this awful night. She listened for small yips in the distance, something to put in her heart besides the lost phoebes and the dread of another full moon rising with no more small celebrations from her body ever again. She kept herself still and tried to think of coyote children emerging from the forest's womb with their eyes wide open while the finite possibilities of her own children closed their eyes, finally, on this world.