#motherhood

When a baby is born the mother in particular enters into a new larger relationship with the world. She has become connected to all people. She is part of keeping us on earthnot the "us" comprised of individuals but the species itself. By protecting this one baby this gift a mother accepts life's clearest responsibility. ↗

— Gavin de Becker

#motherhood #life

You were formed inside a borrowed womb—a nourishing safe haven for months—then delivered through painful effort and sacrifice by a woman willing to give you the precious gift of life. That truth alone deserves your gratitude and respect. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#gratitude #mom #mother #mother-s-day #motherhood

I wondered how long it took for a baby to become yours, for familiarity to set in. Maybe as long as it took a new car to lose that scent, or a brand-new house to gather dust. Maybe that was the process more commonly described as bonding: the act of learning your child as well as you know yourself. ↗

— Jodi Picoult

#children #motherhood #parenting #motherhood

I think all mothers are alike, regardless of cultural background, when it comes to illogical cleaning. ↗

— Neal Shusterman

#mothers #motherhood

She was a terrible mother, there was no doubt about it, but she didn't even have the strength to feel guilty. ↗

— Kate Atkinson

#motherhood

As a Christian, my highest calling is not motherhood; my highest calling is to follow Christ. ↗

— Rachel Held Evans

#christianity #feminist #spirituality #womanhood #motherhood

Maybe mothers - consciously or subconsciously - repelled their daughters in different ways. ↗

— Jodi Picoult

#motherhood

بوسعك أن تخلعي دومًا ما ترتدينه من أثواب ، أما ثوب الأمومة فهو لا يخلع ، يظل عالقًا متشيثًا بك .. ملتصقًا لا يغادرك مهما كبر أطفالك .. يظلون أطفالًا في قلبك .. ! ↗

— أروى خميّس

#litter #mother #motherhood #motherhood

I'm getting stale. I always do this time of year. I keep my nose to the grindestone and put in long hours and rustle up good meals and do all the chores and run errands and get along with people -- and have a fine time doing it and enjoy life. Then I realize, bang, that I'm tired and I don't want to wait on my family for a while and I wish I could go away somewhere and have people wait on me hand and foot, and dress up and go to restaurants and the theater and act like a woman of the world. I feel as if I'd been swallowed up whole by all these powerful DeVotos and I'd like to be me for a while with somebody who never heard the name. ↗

— Joan Reardon

#housewifery #identity #marriage #motherhood #family

So how on earth can I bring a child into the world, knowing that such sorrow lies ahead, that it is such a large part of what it means to be human? I'm not sure. That's my answer: I'm not sure. ↗

— Anne Lamott

#journalism