569 Quotes About Mothers

Her cell phone rang, the booming strains of the 'Ride of the Valkyries.' 'Speak of the devil,' she flipped open her cell phone with a sigh of resignation. 'Yes, Mom.

Think of us what you will," she thought, "we made mistakes, and probably scarred our children for life, and we froze sandwiches, and forgot car pool, and got divorced. But when the time came, we went the distance.

Because that's what mothers do. They wait. They stand still until their children belong to someone else.

Motherhood is meant to overwhelm us. It’s meant to slow us down and remind us of what matters most. It’s meant to expand us inorder to make room for the children we’re (briefly) given to guide. It’s meant to reshape us into fuller, more well-rounded women. It reminds us of our interdependency, shows us where we still need to grow, andstrengthens our capacity to connect from the heart.

We are meant to be deeply affected and changed by motherhood. We are meant to be softened, humbled, reshaped, repurposed, and made wiser. We’re meant to grow, heal, and transform for the good of us all and toward the mother-led consciousness we’ve been blessed with the honor of birthing.

The way his mother loved him was occasionally vexing in how overwhelming it could be. Like the sun or some other celestial body; facing it too directly might kill him.

If I am to become naught but ruin, may it be so that you can build anew upon the ashes.

My dad could go to work, he could get raises, he could be thanked for his contributions, he got a pay-check for his labor, but that didn't happen for moms. The best they could hope for would be a crayon valentine or a squashed, limp dandelion flower offered up from the damp hand of their wide-eyed and innocent child. Which wasn't nothing. In all my days I'd never considered anything to be more important than home. In a chaotic world, it was sanctuary; it was where love grew.

Hungry? Thirsty? Tired and need a place to lay your head?Need your shoe tied? A book read? A ride to baseball? New sheets for your dorm? A babysitter for your kids? A quiet cup of tea?Do you need help navigating a problem? A heartache? A loss? Celebrating a win?Want motivation? Validation? To be challenged? To be held? To be loved?Call a mom.