Moms are not perfect—we are being perfected.

My mom always says I could sing before I could talk.

Sometimes being a MOM is like a good ol’ country song! You lose your sleep, you lose your hair, you lose your patience, you lose your energy, you lose your memory AND you lose your SANITY! But you DO IT all for LOVE!

I suffer from CLAUSTROPHOBIA, a fear of closed spaces.For example, I’m petrified that the WINE store will be closed before I have time to get there!!!

In the end, Mothers are always right. No one else tells the truth.

No man can protect you like your father, No women can love you like your mother.

Okay, I’m gonna tell you what to do. If the kid’s bugging you and puts his hands on you; you pick up the nearest rock…

A best friend is the only one that walks into your life when the world has walked out.

These women, these Shark Tank Mompreneurs are so passionate about what they created and what they are doing, and that just shines through. That’s a major reason why they nailed their audition.

Appreciate your mom. She is wiser than you think and stronger than you know. Be thankful.

My mom smiled at me. Her smile kind of hugged me.

The air in my home is heavy with my mom’s unhappiness. And her exhaustion. And her sheer dissatisfaction with her life. And I hate it. I can be up in my room when she’s in the kitchen below and I feel her despair seeping up through the floorboards. You can hear her banging pots and...

Still the most magical day of my life was the day I became a mom.

Then you get up, dust yourself off, and keep walking til you find the next tree.

She is lovable, She is adorable, She is sweet but when she is angry on us still she care for us. She is always with you in your good and bad times . She is Mom, she is mummy, she is ammee Love you maaaaaa. Happy mother’s day.

A mothers greatest joy in having a child is to give that child fully and freely to God.

A daughter will follow in her mom’s footsteps so make sure to set a good example.

God begins molding a mother after His own heart on the inside–in the inner woman and her heart–and then works outward.

My name is Monika Ora Moniker, but you can call me MOM. Or dad will do just fine.

If you are a good parent, please continue to be a good one. But if you are bad parent, today is a great new beginning for you to start a great new chapter of parenthood.

How’s my mom? My mother’s well, like a painting—a Motherwell.

Most kids start talking by age two. I didn’t say a word until I was twelve. I was just angry and defiant I guess. My first word wasn’t “Mom” or “Dad.” It was “No.

Is the music broke, Mommy?

The human placenta is filled with nutritious benefits, one of which is creating a fertile environment. At my age, I’m going to need all the help I can to have a baby, and if having a placenta smoothie or two helps – I won’t count it out.””That’s like some pretty satanic shit.” Ethan is quick...

“Mom, why do the best people die?” “When you’re in a garden, which flowers do you pick? The most beautiful ones.”

Blame is a choice that doesn’t give you directions out of hell.

She loved beyond measure, When I was young I thought her cold. But in time I came to understand that she was too tender for the world she’d been born into,” I said. Sorrow gave Dalia an iron gift. Behind that hard shelter, sheloved boundlessly in the distance and privacy of her solitude, safe fromthe...

Girls like guys to be a challenge. It gives them some mold to fit in how they act. Like a mom. What would a mom do if she couldn’t fuss over you and make you clean your room? And what would you do without her fussing and making you do it? Everyone needs a mom....

As I was standing in my kitchen cooking yesterday, a quiet task that causes my mind to begin reminiscing (similar to washing dishes, cleaning the bathrooms and mowing), I reached for the kitchen scissors and off I went. Kitchen scissors. Who knew there were special scissors to cut food items? Mom did.

Moms are life’s number one cheerleaders without uniforms.

If your best friend truly is the person who knows you completely and loves you anyway, wouldn’t that be your mother?

Out of all the things I do, I think being a mom is the most important and satisfying.

The first few months were hard. I told my mom I don’t want to go to school because I don’t know anybody and I don’t know what they are saying.

A mother is a child’s first looking glass into the world.

I took the life of the woman I was supposed to call mother in the process of being born… in order to become the world’s strongest shinobi… an incarnation of sand was implanted inside of me…

The only love that I really believe in is a mother’s love for her children.

If you remember yourself, you will remember me. I am always a part of you. I am your mother.

No matter what you do each day…or in life…doing things God’s way is a matter of the heart.

I love hellos that last a lifetime, and goodbyes that are invisible, inaudible, and otherwise undetectable. Tell your mom I’m waving at her.

Some people say I look like my mom, while others say I look more like my dad. I guess it all depends on what I’m wearing.

My mother is a never ending song in my heart of comfort, happiness, and being.I may sometimes forget the words but I always remember the tune.I love my mom!

The impeccable roles of a good responsible mother should at all times be applauded.

In my 26 years I haven’t run into a baby who was rolled over on in bed, or who suffocated next to mom. Possibly it happens, but it happens a lot more often with moms who are bottle-feeding and have babies in cribs.

She expected a lot of me. When I was in fourth grade working on a book report, she made me start the whole thing over when she read it and said it was barely even legible. “What’s wrong with it?” I asked her. “It’s not good enough yet. You have to try harder,” she said,...

My mom said I was a handful. Now I’m helpful.

My mom and dad died, but in their place I got a house of fog that’s easy to hide my feelings in. (No smoking, please.)

I was twenty-two, the same age she was when she’d been pregnant with me. She was going to leave my life at the same moment that I came into hers, I thought. For some reason that sentence came fully formed into my head just then, temporarily blotting out the Fuck them prayer. I almost howled...

My mom gave me life, so I gave her batteries. AA batteries.

Pain cannot be ignored. However, it can be endured. When necessary, a great deal of pain can be endured. Just ask my mother.

To my babies,Merry Christmas. I’m sorry if these letters have caught you both by surprise. There is just so much more I have to say. I know you thought I was done giving advice, but I couldn’t leave without reiterating a few things in writing. You may not relate to these things now, but someday...