Quotes About Motherhood

Children leave," Ilemina told her. "It is the greatest tragedy of motherhood that if you have done everything right, if you have raised them in confidence and independence, they will pick up and leave you. It is as it's meant to be.

Those books made it crystal clear that giving honey to your baby before he was a year old made you a terrible mother. The moment a spoon of honey would touch his lips, the words "Awful Mother" would appear on your forehead, forever branding you as a parenting failure.

Momma's gonna buy you a mockingbird . . ." Margo stirred and crawled to her mother, dragging one twisted leg behind her. Maddie followed. They huddled together, the three of them, pressed against the Plexiglas.

Weredingo." Now I'd seen everything. Well, at least he didn't steal my baby.

It will take your breastfed baby an average of five to six months to double her birth weight.

In her insightful Of Woman Born (1976), Adrienne Rich said it very eloquently: "My children cause me the most exquisite suffering of which I have any experience. It is the suffering of ambivalence: the murderous alternation between bitter resentment and raw-edged nerves, and blissful gratification and tenderness.

Mothers and women in love: both ferocious females.

She had her children, her three children! Sometimes a thought shot through her, as sharp and rapid as lightning, of her two older sons, in danger, far away: Philippe and that mad Hubert. She'd been desperate when Hubert ran away, yet rather proud of him. His behaviour had been irrational, wild, but manly. For them, Philippe and Hubert, she could do nothing, but her three little ones!

Breasts are a scandal because they shatter the border between motherhood and sexuality.

Teresa said that until men gave birth and put up with husbands, as women do, they should not have an opinion - let alone decide on - abortion and divorce. She didn't believe that men had the right to an opinion, much less to pass laws on the female body, since they'd never know the exhaustion of gestation, the pain of labor, and the eternal bondage of motherhood.

A muchas hijas nos ha tocado vivir la vida que nuestras madres no pudieron vivir.

I called him Grandfather, because according to him you do not have to be of the same blood or same tribe to be a member of the same family, but in truth I should have called him Maman. He was the only mother I ever knew.

Leanne lighted an oil lamp and they continued until the moment came to receive the baby. 'Erzulie, mother loa, help it be born,' Tete prayed aloud. 'Saint Raymond Nonatus, pay attention, do not let an African saint get ahead of you,' Leanne answered in the same tone, and they both burst out laughing.

Until he was four, Marcel didn't call her "mother" but "señora." The first words he said were "white wine" in Catalan, spoken in his playpen behind the tavern counter.

His wife, Leanne, who came to his waist, looked like an undernourished adolescent with the face of a fly, but her fragility was deceptive: she had given birth to six male children and was expecting the seventh. She knew it would be male because God was determined to test her patience.

Duplicó sus cuidados, la friccionaba con aceite de almendras dulces para evitar las estrías en la piel del vientre, le ponía miel de abejas en los pezones para que no se le agrietaran, le daba de comer cáscara molida de huevo para que tuviera buena leche y no se le picaran los dientes y le rezaba oraciones de Belén para el buen parto.

Marcelo was a gift from the gods, the perfect confidant. They talked to one another, and he made her laugh with his ugliness and the inquisitive look in his toad eyes. With this Chihuahua that barked at mice and ghosts, she could release the unbearable tenderness she felt inside but could not show to her daughter for fear of overwhelming her.

I can't criticize mothers' obsessive love because that's probably the only reason why species have survived, from bats to technocrats. Nor

A medida que avanzaba su estado de gravidez, parecía irse despegando irremisiblemente de la realidad y volcándose hacia el interior de sí misma, en un diálogo secreto y constante con la criatura. Esteban

Many of us daughters have had to live the lives that our mothers could not.

llamarme «mamá», que deja una huella tremenda de su paso por mi vida, la memoria de su risa, de su gracia, de su rebeldía, de su martirio.

Why had that woman tried to give me her baby? It was a girl. No one wants a girl! the driver answered.

Teresa said that until men gave birth and put up with husbands, as women do, they should not have an opinion about—let alone decide on—abortion and divorce. She didn't believe that men had the right to an opinion, much less to pass laws on the female body, since they'd never know the exhaustion of gestation, the pain of labor, and the eternal bondage of motherhood.

La curiosidad es la madre de todos los pecados, pero también de todas las ciencias.