When you fall down, rise up. When you fall again, rise up again. This is just a developmental process that makes a healthy baby become a successful man.

I want to go to Heaven, and I don’t want to come back. I don’t wanna come back and be a baby, and be a teenager again. Oh my God, no! No, I don’t want to be a teenager again. It’s too awkward.

Well Sarah’s on drugs again and that’s why she did it in Mario’s backseat, but now she might be pregnant, oh, and that messed-up Seth kid’s been cutting himself again so he was sent away to Halifax last week, and there’s a festival in Wolfville but Kathy won’t go because Audrey-Rose is going to be...

Go on, glare your eyes at me, and cry and plead, and talk tome about money and what it can buy. But it can’t buy back a child once he’s dead!

I have never been sad because my losses are my profits

All those things they say about a baby changing your perspective – it does!

I do urge you to welcome children. Even one child will make a difference in your life that you cannot fathom. I promise you, my girl.

Baby eagles can never soar under their family’s wing.

I tried to show him things, but he didn’t seem to study what I showed him. Usually, he just put whatever I handed him in his mouth. He would try to eat anything. I fed him Tabasco sauce and he yelled. Having a little brother helped me learn to relate to other people. Being a...

Acheron kissed her lightly on the cheek. “Rest. We’ll be back when he needs you.” He watched herclimb into bed before he took his nephew down to his room.”Well, it appears to be just the two of us, little one. What say you we get naked, drunk and find us somewenches?”The baby actually smiled up...

A lot of baby boomers are baby bongers.

A photograph of a disposable diaper floating in the arctic miles away from human habitat fueled my daily determination to save at least one disposable diaper from being used and created. One cloth diaper after another, days accumulated into years and now our next child is using the cloth diapers we bought for our firstborn.

It.” Boy or girl, It is perfect.

This morning I ate a hamburger for breakfast, and then wept like a baby into an open jar of mayonnaise. I guess that’s just the champion in me.

She has that voraciousness about children. She swoops in on them. Even I, in public was a beloved child. She’d parade me into town, smiling and teasing me, tickling me as she spoke with people on the sidewalks. When we got home, she’d trail off to her room like an unfinished sentence, and I would...

Yesterday I saved a baby, a boy, a man, and an old man from death, and all by simply not impregnating anybody. But I don’t consider myself a hero. Merely heroic, and also unable to reach any of my lady friends on the phone.

You can love someone, hell, you can love a lot of someones, but when you find the right person–the one that you’re meant to be with–it’s like…” “You can breathe for the first time,” she finishes for me. “Yes.” I cant help but smile.I needed to find that to understand.” And you have,” She says...

We were wearing diapers at the same time. We didn’t grow up together, however. I was in the crib, and she was playing cribbage in the nursing home.

Last night I slept like a baby. In a crib.

There’s always this point in pregnancy when all of sudden you realize that there is this person inside of you, and somehow you are going to have to get them out. First you worry about getting pregnant, then staying pregnant, then dealing with the side effects of pregnancy, and then when you are feeling better...

I stand on the sidewalk watching it because the responsibility is mine and I must, I take a very firm hold on the handles of the baby carriage and I wheel it into the traffic.

Six months ago, I traveled to India to see firsthand what the prime minister of that country calls a national shame. It is the systematic, widespread, shocking elimination of India’s baby girls. Some 50,000 female fetuses are aborted every month in India.

In every little boy child is hidden a great man; in every little girl child is hidden as great woman. God hides great things in little things and it takes the Holy Spirit of God get them unveil!

No one asks how to motivate a baby. A baby naturally explores everything it can get at, unless restraining forces have already been at work. And this tendency doesn’t die out, it’s wiped out.

Ain’t nothing worse to a mama than losing her baby—

When you see a merger between two giants in a declining industry, it can look like the financial version of a couple having a baby to save a marriage.

The Metropole Orchestra is like Count Basie or Duke Ellington with strings… it’s strings that swing. Strings that swing like Dizzy Gillespie… keep swinging, baby. And when you have all of that special excellence of the Metropole Orchestra, then your music just flies – it soars in a way that’s really magical.

Just as there is no warning for childbirth, there is no preparation for the sight of a first child… There should be a song for women to sing at this moment, or a prayer to recite. But perhaps there is none because there are no words strong enough to name the moment.

Like it or not, there are people who are capable to love genuinely and kill brutally. The amazing thing about that, few of those could even sleep well like babies in the night.

So many people think that they are not gifted because they don’t have an obvious talent that people can recognize because it doesn’t fall under the creative arts category—writing, dancing, music, acting, art or singing. Sadly, they let their real talents go undeveloped, while they chase after fame. I am grateful for the people with...

You may not know it, but I was adopted as a baby by my wonderful parents, Allan and Margaret Atkins of Cumberland Gap, Tenn.

Look at you, standing there in your iron- gray dress, feeling piousand self- righteous while you starve small children!

Motherhood is precious.Value it responsibly or don’t be

When I was a baby, my mother tells me I never slept because I never wanted to miss anything.

Because Christ doesn’t scream to get our attention, we have to find places and times that are quiet. We can look for Him throughout the day in a smile or the sunlight through a cloud. He’s there in a baby’s face—every time in a baby’s face.

It’s a hard place this world can be. No wonder a baby cries coming in to it. Tears from the start

I am just not a water baby. I can swim, but I just don’t.

I am the princess of G.O.O.D. Music, the first lady of G.O.O.D. Music, the baby of G.O.O.D. Music. I’m kinda the spoiled brat right now. I could get whatever I want.

Sorry, there’s nothing like a screaming baby to make a mother twitch.

Boldel de saclé nom de Dieu ! dit alors en b illant le bébé sur le plancher. Boldel de saclé nom de Dieu, quelle famille ! Vous avez pas un journal ou quelque chose ? On s’emmelde ici !

I shook again, tasted plum, and suddenly the words were pouring out of me.”She said I sang before I spoke. She said when I was just a baby she had the habit of humming when she held me. Nothing like a song. Just a descending third. Just a soothing sound. Then one day she was...

You can hardly walk up to complete strangers and say, “Good for you! You’ve risked banishment and brutality and ostracism just to be together, and I applaud your choice! You’re in the vanguard of social change, and even though it’s hard on you, the generations that come after you will have an easier time of...

My greatest strength as an actor is that I follow my director’s brief completely. The film is always the director’s visual baby.

Babies of around one year old are often active by day and wake frequently at night, for no obvious reason. Then a mother can feel desparate for sleep yet equally desparate to comfort her baby when he needs her at night. I have spoken to many mothers who have sacrificed their own sleep, waking up...

If you believe that your needs were met because you prayed, then you make God the parent who reacts only when the baby cries. Matthew 6:25-34.

There was no way in hell I was going to jeopardize my baby for my show.

When I think of Tomodachi, I think of your mother. Your mother, she too lose her baby. She lose you. That very sad thing for her. Maybe she come looking, and she not find you. You not there when she come. She think you dead for ever. But she see you in her mind. Now...

When I go home, I play with my baby dolls and strollers and diaper bags, and play with my sisters.

Talkatives complain, cry, shout, brag, and are more hysterical about their lives than something else; don’t be a part of that tragedy! Perhaps it’s been a while now that you have been complaining, crying and shouting about your “labour pains”. It’s time to show us your baby!

You have been complaining so long about your labour pains. It’s time to show us your baby! What at all have you been dreaming about that long? Let’s see it and give it a name!