1,337 Quotes About Motherhood
- Author Michael Dault
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We're miracles, kid . . . Please know that you're special. You will always be special. Maybe your father has a different way of showing you that, but give him a break. He's hardest on you because you were almost lost. In his mind, he's fighting for your life every day. And you want to know something else? You remind him most of Jacob. Everything about you, right down to that contagious smile of yours.
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- Author Philip Wyeth
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And then what? Kate would teach this baby words… in order to tell her how privileged she was? To start planting those seeds of doubt and self-recrimination before she'd even taken her first steps? Make this child question herself, rather than blossom confidently?
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- Author Katherine Center
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And it's a girl. And you will love her more than you love yourself. And you'll disappoint her, too—and never live up to the standards you set for yourself. But don't worry. She'll be okay.
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- Author Nefertiti Austin
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Becoming a mother forced me to have hope.
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- Author Magda Szabó
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She told us as much about herself as she saw fit, but generally she said little, like a real mother whose past has become immaterial in her total concern for the future of her children.
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- Author Sir P.S. Jagadeesh Kumar
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Being a mother is the real beauty, breastfeed your child, not your beauty
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- Author Sir P.S. Jagadeesh Kumar
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Our first food is the water, the milk which planet can't feed except mother
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- Author Mary Calvi
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Today, in the open air, she watched the foal - a young one experiencing life with a mother to help guide the way, a bonding, an intimacy that would remain for a lifetime. Infancy is a splendid thing, she thought, a masterpiece of the heavens, when is born a destiny that, if allowed to flourish, will see its bestowed graces realized.
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- Author Pippa Grace
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Mother to child and child to mother, this is the story that follows me, the ghost that haunts me. My daughter, my mother, her mother, her mother’s mother. It is as if they have left footprints in the snow. Try as I might to deviate, my feet fall gently but firmly into their well-worn grooves. My daughter before me, my daughter after me. The times when I carry my daughter and the times when she carries me.
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