Quotes About Nurturing

I love being a mom. It's my favorite thing. If I had to give up everything and just be a mom, I would.

I was the kind of kid that always loved babies. I was, you know, four years old, and I would have my baby doll that I would bring with me everywhere and fake breastfeed on the beach and diaper.

I worked as a barista and a kindergarten teacher. I really love kids and enjoyed every minute of being in a kindergarten.

To some extent, at least, you have to shield children from what you know and drip-feed information to them. Sometimes that is kindly meant, and sometimes not.

Whether it be a sage or a king, all have been borne by women.

I like my entire house, including my kitchen, to feel womb-like.

My mother's kitchen was built to be the focal point of our house. I got into the kitchen often as a child.

I did want to share with you one of the greatest lessons I've learned over the years cooking for my kids - there is enormous value in bringing children into the kitchen.

What remains indisputable, however, is her genius for navigating the waters of her own vision, for discovering it, nurturing it, and never abandoning it.

It's often said that girls who grow up to be women at ease with themselves had loving, nurturing relationships with their fathers. To be appreciated and accepted by the first man in our lives gives us confidence to march that self out into the world, to feel that we will not be shunned for being both a woman and a complex human being.

At the moment of giving birth to a child, is the mother separate from the child? You should study not only that you become a mother when your child is born, but also that you become a child. —Dogen Zenji, Mountains and Waters Sutra

The world doesn't need another wanderlusting soul seeker. The world needs a homemaker - me - to make my home within it.

Women fight differently from men. You couldn't get me to hurt a woman's breasts for anything. I know how tender my own are when I'm PMSing. Besides, we feed babies with them.

Mothers burning inside the risen suns of their children.

Every woman needs a daughter to tell her stories to.

Being a mother is like being a gardener of souls. You tend your children, make sure the light always touches them; you nourish them. You sow your seeds, and reap what you sow.

Some are called to be gardeners of souls, and she'd tended hers with the blind dedication that accepted the floods and famine along with the sunshine.

Maybe that's what being a mother was—not so much the act of giving birth, but the sense of understanding and love born from the need to protect.

Weeds could be pulled and new seeds planted, hardened soil tilled and watered to make a fertile bed. Water could be piped in to make an old fountain cascade for the first time. Perhaps my relationship with my mother could be tended in the same way, with care and patience used to rebuild the bedrock of a mother-child bond that had been broken nearly thirty-three years before.

The only love that I really believe in is a mother's love for her children.

Love cures people—both the ones who give it and the ones who receive it.

I love kids, so two things that I have thought about are being a pediatrician or a kindergarten teacher.

I am learning how to mother. . . . I am distilling entire moral universes into single lines.

When a man is deeply involved with his children it is harder for him to leave, and is it harder for a woman to let such a man go. By sharing so much more of the intimacy inherent to nurturing and protecting our children, more and more couples are finding a deeper common ground to their relationship, forging new and stronger bonds between them based on mutual respect.