Quotes About Motherhood

I'm kind of lucky that we've finished shooting 'Cougar Town ' so I'm able to kind of just enjoy my pregnancy and be a stay-at-home mom and go to prenatal Pilates and do all that fun stuff that, if I were working, would be almost impossible to do.

Birdie is amazing and such an incredible child and I'm having such a great time being a mom but I still want to have a career and I still look forward to auditions and parts, and when I don't get them I'm disappointed.

What she was coming to realize, but what no woman was allowed to utter aloud, was that there was no guarantee your child would be adequate compensation for the life you gave up to have it. More and more, life looked an awful lot like a hoax perpetrated on women and designated to further men's lives at the expense of their own.

O contrite hearts, seek with your eyes The visage of salvation; Blissful in that gaze, arise Through glad regeneration. Now may every pulse of good Seek to serve before thy face, Virgin, Queen of Motherhood, Keep us, Goddess, in thy grace.34

Men are what their mothers made them. —RALPH WALDO EMERSON, The Conduct of Life

My father might never claim me, but here, in this moment, I had finally claimed my mother for my own.

Now that virtually every career is an option for ambitious girls, it can no longer be considered regressive or reactionary to reintroduce discussion of marriage and motherhood to primary education. We certainly do not want to return to the simplistic duality of home economics classes for girls and wood shop for boys.

Working moms commonly testify that they feel guilty when they are away from their children and guilty when they are not at their jobs. Devoted fathers certainly miss their children deeply, but it does not seem to be with the same gnawing, primal anxiety that often afflicts women.

We are all telling the same story. When writing about race, there can perhaps be precious little wholly fresh revelation. As with writing about motherhood. It has been the same story for as long as anyone can remember.

Scratch a female inmate, I've discovered, and you'll usually find a girl whose mother had terrible taste in men.

For news of a mother's heart, watch her child's face.

The women I know who have children and have careers, they seem to be very happy. They love their children and they love their jobs. But happiness comes out of being willing to do your work in your twenties to find out who you are, what you love.

I'm a mom, so I have to be comfortable. Jeans are a staple - I have way too many in my closet! It's warm in Florida, so I wear jeans and a tank top every day. I love my True Religions, my Rich and Skinny, and Citizens of Humanity. But I also love getting dressed up!

I'm so happy and thankful I made it a point be a stay-at-home mom.

I guess I was a mom so late in life, my daughter was the greatest thing since sliced bread.

Siempre. Del latín semper, significa "en todo momento". Y se preguntó si su madre pensaría de cuánto tiempo estaban hablando y qué ocurriría después. Porque es evidente que en algún momento las madres deben dejar de cuidar de sus hijos.

She would have four husbands and dozens of lovers and tell her best friends she spent her life "searching for a man to look up to without lying down." She claimed the two sons she raised on her own were "my proudest accomplishment"—they came first and then "it's a photofinish between your work and your friends.

Every Mother contains her daughter in herself and every daughter her mother and every mother extends backwards into her mother and forwards into her daughter.

As parent and child advocate Anna McDonnell says, "To have a child is to have the chance to revisit your own childhood and self, and sometimes to make changes that have been needed for a long while." Trained for decades to interact with men in ways that serve the patriarchy, the new mother must answer to no man if doing so might place her or her child at risk.

Mom was adamantly pro-choice. She had a bumper sticker on the car that read If you can't trust me with a choice, how can you trust me with a child? But in her case the choice was to keep me.

Music! Goddammit! Music!" Mom screamed. "We have some lovely Enya. Very soothing," the midwife said. "Fuck Enya!" Mom screamed.

That's when I figured out the ugly secret of a mother's love: you protect them to protect yourself.

And for a moment, the women lost themselves in the nostalgia for an earlier, easier time, before their daughters, and the world, turned against them.

Mom perched on the edge of our sofa, her forehead etched with a line of concern I'd grown to know well. It was the same one she'd flashed at me when I pointed to the twisty slide, the same one she'd pulled out when I'd taken up Tae Kwon Do in third grade, and the same one that had frozen on her features all through driver's ed last spring. It was her SMother face.