Quotes About Mothering

What she did have, after raising two children, was the equivalent of a PhD in mothering and my undying respect.

Sometimes the laughter in mothering is the recognition of the ironies and absurdities. Sometime, though, it's just pure, unthinking delight.

So much of my sense of who I am is tied to mothering. When they left home, I fell into a huge, empty, black hole. Your children are grown and your career has slowed down - all the stuff that took up so much attention is gone, and you're left with expansive time and space.

Mothering well is a prayerful art. —Lori McConnell, Restoring Hope in a Woman's Heart

I wanted to go to a place where you were important and people listened to what you had to say. Mothering hadn't done that ... and yet ... wouldn't it be ironic if my turf yielded the most important commodity being grown today? A family? A crop of children, seeded by two people, nourished by love, watered by tears, and in eighteen or twenty years harvested into worthwhile human beings to go through the process again.

Caretaking, she suggests, is not an inherent threat to liberty. "From a feminist, caring framework," Peterson writes, "liberty is not defined as complete separation and independence from the parent." If fathering still reminds us of oppressive control, mothering might help us imagine relationships based not just on power, but also care.

I know that these examples are symptomatic of the cruelty culture that we live in today and that everyone is fair game, but think about how and what they chose to attack. They went after my appearance and my mothering—two kill shots taken straight from the list of feminine norms. They didn't go after my intellect or my arguments. That wouldn't hurt enough.

There are lots of different ways for women to be a mom in this culture.

and I finally understand what she needs to hear and that she's talking about not just me but Elf too and I tell her that my sorrow was not created by her, that my childhood was a joyful thing, an island in the sun, that her mothering is impeccable, that she is not to blame.

Good Demeter mothering keeps a child in the heat and passion of life which immortalize and establish soulfulness. Mothering involves not only physical survival and achievement—Demeter's grain and fruit—it is also concerned with guiding a child to his or her unknown depths and the mystery of fate.

She caught herself working so hard at mothering that she forgot to enjoy her children. -from ~Homecoming Season~

I had no idea that mothering my own child would be so healing to my own sadness from my childhood.

Somewhere deep inside me was the will and determination not only to live, but to be a more present mother for my kids, instead of one who was emotionally unavailable because she was in so much pain, as my own mother was.

'Project Runway' was my guilty pleasure while my son was napping or nursing.

Mother Divine, by Kurt Van Sickle—a great chanting CD to inspire good mothering.

She stopped herself. He wasn't a boy. A time comes in the life of a mother and son when that kind of mothering crosses the line into critical behavior. At age thirty he could eat and talk in any way he saw fit.

World-mothering air, air wild,Wound with thee, in thee isled,Fold home, fast fold thy child.

Nettie, it quickly developed, had no gift for mothering. Many women have no gift for it. They mimic the recalled gestures and mannerisms of the women they've been trained to become and hope for the best.

Perhaps all the difficulties of pregnancy, childbirth, and mothering in the early years wouldn't

I'm alone. When I'm comatose from writing and mothering, when I'm hurting too badly to cook, talk, or smile, I curl up with 'alone' like a security blanket. Alone doesn't care that I don't shave my legs in the winter. Alone never gets disappointed by me." Eva sighed. "It's the best relationship I've ever been in.

I just didn't work that much while the kids were growing up.

Voices of boys were by the river-side. Sleep mothered them; and left the twilight sad.

A memory can be banished, even indefinitely, deported from consciousness by the relentless everydayness of running a successful magazine, mothering a son, and burying a husband. A human being, though, is a different thing entirely.

Deliriously imagined, The Mothering Coven is a work of wonder. Joanna Ruocco arrives: marvelous, and fully sprung!