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.

I’m going to be a person who writes stories.I never told mom and dad how much I loved them.I wanna be someone who can tell a lot of people how much I love them.

Mom wholeheartedly… She loved me—and inspired me—with transcending devotion. It was a blessing—to have been her son, to have been loved—without conditions. Her words of wisdom opened my eyes to the world—and to myself. By...

The soul of a child is the loveliest flower that grows in the garden of God.

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

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.

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...

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

J: You will not believe what Mom is doing.M: Ballroom dancing lessons? Hot-air balloon classes?

Though I adore the idea of Santa Claus, the Easter Bunny, Sandman, the Tooth Fairy, and such luminary characters—especially their altruism and devotion—I still don’t believe in them. For I know the truth. Only one...

I’ve never lived my life in the opinion of others. I believe I’m a good person. I believe I’m a good mom. But that’s for my kids to decide, not for the world

I lay down in the mother ash dirt among the crocuses and told her it was okay. That I’d surrendered. That since she died, everything had changed. Things she couldn’t have imagined and wouldn’t have...

Model the qualities that you want your children to show to each other.

Yeah, Mom, I’ll just keep telling the prince that he has absolutely no shot with me and offend him as often as I can. Great plan.

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

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...

More people are leaving TV behind to read my books than ever before. In the last year alone I gained over two readers (three, to be exact). So I’d like to take a moment and...

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

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

I need a break after school,” she told me later. “School is hard because a lot of people are in the room, so you get tired. I freak out if my mom plans a play...

I was never afraid of the dark and I spent my youth walking through empty playgrounds at midnight, worried mothers telling girls to be careful and ”the world is an ugly place and not everyone...

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 mother-women seemed to prevail that summer at Grand Isle. It was easy to know them, fluttering about with extended, protecting wings when any harm, real or imaginary, threatened their precious brood. They were women...

Mothers were meant to love us unconditionally, to understand our moments of stupidity, to reprimand us for lame excuses while yet acknowledging our point of view, to weep over our pain and failures as well...

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...

Who thinks to interview their own mother? As a self-fixated teen, I never imagined that she had an actual personal history. To my young eyes, she was Source of Cash Obsessed With De-Cluttering

Everybody wants to save the Earth; nobody wants to help Mom do the dishes.

Moms are not perfect—we are being perfected.

Breast milk is big business.” My mother uses my sarcasm as a springboard for her insanity. “We should consider opening a shop that caters to that market. We can call it ‘The Milk Bar’ or...

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

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

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!!!

When we pour out our miseries, He hears a melody of us needing and desiring what only He can give.

Is the music broke, Mommy?

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.

Every mother has to take care of her family.

Moms are life’s number one cheerleaders without uniforms.

There was the woman I was before my mom died and the one I was now, my old life sitting on the surface of me like a bruise.

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

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...

Learning to be a Life- Giving Mom without regrets requires embracing the season you are in. You have to let go of the past and live in the present as you lay hold of the...

Our whole process here right now is to make sure everything is OK with Wayne and with his mom and that’s where our focus is. I’ve talked to all of our other management people and...

Dad.

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 – noun – One who sacrifices her body, sleep, social life, spending money, eating hot meals, peeing alone, patience, memory, energy and sanity for LOVE!

Successful teaching is not head-to-head; it is heart-to-heart.

No, no, no.” By the time I reach her, it’s too late. She’s bawling. If there’s one thing I can’t stand, it’s crying. Not because it makes me emotional, but because it annoys the hell...

I don’t like to celebrate my birthday, because I don’t like taking credit for others’ work—in this case, my mom and dad. Or possibly my mom and the mailman.

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...

Mothers care in volumes of tears and earnestness of prayers and a depth of emotion others cannot fathom.