Some couples are married because they fell in love. Some are married because the woman fell pregnant.

…take down your baby bump photos from Facebook, take down pictures of your kids too. It is your job to protect your children and not parade them around like little circus freaks or glorified mini-you’s.

The condom broke. I know how stupid that sounds. It’s the reproductive version of the dog ate my homework.

Birthday is a glorious day.

Her body accepted my brutal seed and took it to swell within, just as the patient earth accepts a falling fruit into its tender soil to cradle and nourish it to grow. Came a time,...

Being pregnable is no good. No good at all. Like growing a bitter melon in your belly.

I still couldn’t imagine that she was really, truly pregnant; maybe this was an hysterical pregnancy. But Sarah was never hysterical. Enthusiastic, yes, ironic on occasion. I couldn’t imagine a doctor saying, “No, it’s just...

This is not like a pregnancy test, where you are either pregnant or you’re not. It has to be prepared carefully and interpreted by an expert, who can mostly call it, I believe. But it...

You and I. Hand in hand. An endless story of love. A love that grew in me for 9 months and only grows bigger each day.You and I. Hand in hand. An endless journey. Countless...

When I prepare, then I become pregnant… and then I produce. When I produce, then I praise the Lord… and then I become prosperous and then the cycle repeats!

Divine is supernatural.

When coming to making kids: Size doesn’t count, it’s sperm count that counts.

After a good roll in the hay, when he’s all peaceful and serene and he hasn’t a worry or a care in the world, and the euphoric calm of release is drifting through his cerebrum,...

We only have babies when we’re young enough not to know how grim life turns out.

A day of birth is a joyful day.

Beso me without desire so I may hear her coo, that grew in you

I was a pregnant vixen.

Supernatural is spiritual.

The desire to procreate, in some, is so strong that it creates a sort of tunnel vision in the afflicted. One can’t see beyond trying to make a baby, and they never stop to think...

What is it about the relationship of a mother that can heal or hurt us? Her womb is the first landscape we inhabit. It is here we learn to respond – to move, to listen,...

Juno MacGuff: Nah… I mean, I’m already pregnant, so what other kind of shenanigans could I get into?

Children are the greatest blessing from God.

When you create a soul, plant the seeds of love with your thoughts, words, and actions . The soul flourishes among the flow-ers of love.

Now, we see what we are shown. We have gotten used to being shown no matter what, within or beyond the limited range of human sight. This habituation to the monopoly of visualization-on-command strongly suggests...

Toxemia. A word that starts so harsh and ends so gently.

Looking at the children, she knew that any hope for a new life would have to grow within her. She glanced at Nate, wondering if he felt as she did, that children were the only...

When I asked my parents how the baby got inside Ma, they both laughed, and then Daddy told me they had made it with their bodies. I pictured them fully clothed, rubbing furiously against each...

I emphasize this because some of my colleagues, for whose academic attainments I have great respect, argue” ‘You assume too much; this is not proved; this is not strictly scientific. We disagree with your neurology...

They say that your second trimester is when you get most of your energy and it’s the ‘easiest’ part of the pregnancy.

The world was full of dangers now that she was pregnant: mercury in tuna, hot tubs, beer, secondhand smoke, over-the-counter medicine. Not to mention crazy baby-abducting fairy kings.

Just like a human foetus, while in the uterus, retrieves and assimilates the components that allow its physical body to become whole and fit to emerge into the outer reality, the third dimension serves the...

Men need women. Women need men.

In the Bible, a woman was made from a man. In real life, a man is made from a woman.

If men were equally at risk from this condition — if they knew their bellies might swell as if they were suffering from end-stage cirrhosis, that they would have to go nearly a year without...

Mom and dad probably told you I’ve been arrested. I’m innocent. I want you to know that.

A woman who spends her time worrying about pregnancy is a virtual cripple, she’ll never go very far.

I positively think that ladies who are always enceinte quite disgusting; it is more like a rabbit or guinea-pig than anything else and really it is not very nice.

Handy Hint! When your friend talks about having ‘a sweep’, do not then visualise Dick van Dyke in his cheeky chappy chimney sweeper outfit heading up into her uterus to do a rendition of ‘Step...

When a woman gives birth her waters break and she pours out the child and the child runs free.

Oh my God!” Sam said again, his voice shaking. I’ve given birth to something inhuman, Phoebe thought. A lamprey with row after row of teeth.

$13 to $20 billion a year could be saved in health care costs by demedicalizing childbirth, developing midwifery, and encouraging breastfeeding.

The day of birth is a sacred day.

The greatest investment you can do in your life is in gaining time.

Those first few weeks are an unearthly season. From the outside you remain so ordinary, no one can tell from looking that you have experienced an earthquake of the soul. You’ve been torn asunder, invested...

The traditional approach to an unknown risk is avoidance.

Bloodchild” is my pregnant man story.

Nick and the CandlestickI am a miner. The light burns blue. Waxy stalactitesDrip and thicken, tearsThe earthen wombExudes from its dead boredom. Black bat airsWrap me, raggy shawls, Cold homicides.They weld to me like plums.Old...

I have a question. Is it okay to drink while you’re pregnant…if you’re planning on giving the baby up for adoption?

The day of birth is day of life.

Be brave,” I told her. Bobby and I stood before her, confused and homeless and lacking a plan, beset by an aching but chaotic love that refused to focus in the conventional way. Traffic roared...