Quotes About Parenthood

I'm sure there are many women who would prefer not to have children, but few of them are honest with themselves about that.

There's no right time to have kids and no perfect formula. The good news is there isn't a wrong way, either.

There is no time so short as the time between when your kids stop wrecking your furniture and your grandchildren start.

There is never a right or wrong time to have kids; it happens for whatever reason, but you can have this paranoia: 'will I be able to do this, I'm not sure if I'm ready to have kids?'

I resisted parenthood for a long, long time. But having a daughter has given me a sense of hopefulness that I didn't have before.

I had a lovely pregnancy. It was a beautiful, magical time for us.

Parenthood involves massive sacrifice: money, attention, time and emotional energy.

I like being married. I'm at home with my wife and kids all the time now. I don't go out for wild nights.

Se felicitaba de morir sin hijos; pues mis hijos se hubieran parecido a mí y ella les hubiera mostrado la misma aversión que a su padre. Aquella frase en la que supura tanto rencor fue la única prueba de amor que me haya dado Sabina.

Women and men. They played by different rules because the rules applied to them were different. It was very simple. It was the women who got pregnant and the women who ended up with the kids. All the rest stemmed from that. So women had to learn to protect themselves, had to be wary and careful. The way the rules had been set up, everything was against them.

No one is ever quite ready; everyone is always caught off guard. Parenthood chooses you. And you open your eyes, look at what you've got, say Oh, my gosh, and recognize that of all the balls there ever were, this is the one you should not drop. It's not a question of choice.

I've never seen or touched anything. Can you explain then how you had children? You're right. It's true I have four kids. Four! But still I have never seen the male organ. He came into the bedroom, he turned off the light, and then Bam! Bam! Bam! and voila I was pregnant! What's more, I was granted four girls. So I have never seen penises.

I'm going to die and my son farts in my face... what a waste!

Mama is thirty-seven weeks pregnant.

Maja is thirty-seven weeks pregnant.

We ate simply, we were healthy, and we were uninterested in those things that should be called possessions not because they are possessed but because they possess. Those ten years were the happiest of my life save the first ten, the years in which I had neither position nor success, and no one took notice of me. Those were the years of the parent holding the child in his arms, lifting him high in the air, and pulling him close. As I held my own son, when he was a baby, God was right there.

Alessandro sat up straight. How is it you think babies are born? Something the mother and father do before sex, some sort of cloth or herb or hard-boiled egg that the father puts in the mother or something, with a rubber bulb and a glass dish. No, Alessandro said. That's not quite it. No? No. You just have to have sex—if you're married, fifty times; if you're not married, once. You're kidding!

I didn't know God until I saw them. Its funny, as soon as you lose faith, you have children, and life reawakens.

Since the baby had died, they had had no other child.

I asked if she'd ever wanted children. She told me, "Everybody doesn't get everything." It sounded depressing to me at the time, a statement of defeat. Now admitting it seems like the obvious and essential work of growing up. Everybody doesn't get everything: as natural and unavoidable as mortality.

Our children grow old and elbow us into the grave.

But it's nice having children. It wouldn't faze me at all having ten, fifteen, even seventy-five children. There's only one drawback. They got mouths!

woman who has just been delivered of a child, Her oven has caved in.

At a certain point in her life, she realizes it is not so much that she wants to have a child as that she does not want not to have a child, or not to have had a child' (109).