Best 78 quotes in «pregnant quotes» category

My mom was onstage when she was pregnant with me.

Less depends upon the choice of words than upon this, that their introduction shall be justified by pregnant theorems.

Lies were like having a pregnant rabbit. One day you had one, but before you knew it, there were rabbits all over the place.

People in magazines are 50% bimbo and 50% pregnant women.

Obviously when you're pregnant everything changes, you have another body to take care of.

You act like getting pregnant is a disease you can catch from public toilets.

The Universe is either expressing a miracle or is pregnant with the next one.

When someone has a weight problem when they're pregnant, they will struggle before, during and after to lose weight.

The king was pregnant.

The present is saturated with the past and pregnant with the future.

The universe is pregnant with signs that recall the presence of the Creator.

When I first got pregnant, I freaked out. Then I had to remind myself: I'm turning 30

When you're doing sketch comedy and you're pregnant, it's like wearing a giant sombrero in every sketch.

Women won't have total equality until men can get pregnant.

You came into this world pregnant with unlimited potential.

And the baby?" The words are anguished, breathless. "The baby's fine, Mr. Grey." "Oh, thank God." The words are litany... a prayer, "Oh, thank God.

A child is conceived in a womb of a woman, miraculously, in sacred moment of conception.

You do get the pregnant mush-brain... you know what it's like? It's like getting stoned.

A day of birth is a joyful day.

Alaine frowned at him for a moment. "Are you asking me if I need feminine products?" "I'm telling you to plan ahead," Nova said with a deliberate look at her. "Anything you think you're gonna need, I'll pick up." "Wow"-Alaine pulled back in surprise- "I'm sort of impressed right now. You ARE a progressive gangster." "Just text me," Nova said as he threw up his hand. "I'm leaving." "She's not going to need feminine products," Tino said with a bark of laughter. "I guarantee you she's pregnant after last night.

It's because I'm pregnant, Christian." He snorts, and his mouth twists into an ironic smile. "If I knew getting you knocked up was going to make you eat, I might have done it earlier.

As a young sixteen-year-old girl, Camila “Cami” Alderson should’ve been worrying about finding the right dress for the junior prom and goofing off with friends. The possibility of being pregnant should’ve been the last thing on her mind but the scary thought was always there.

Every birth comes out of labour pains. The most difficult task is not about being pregnant with visions; it’s about delivering an impact that inspires lives.

From upstairs Molly shouted down, “You try carrying a baby for nine months while chemicals and hormones run through your body making you nutso and fat and swollen and then push an eight-pound lump of squalling human out through an opening big enough to fit a straw in and see if you don’t react from time to time. Until then, shut your trap.

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, just springtime last, our infant child pushed through the fragile barrier of her womb. Her legs branched out, just as the wood branches out from these eternal trees around us; but she was not hardy as they. My wife groaned with blood and ceased to breathe. Aye!, a scornful eve that bred the kind of pain only a god can withstand.

He turned around, suddenly concerned. "Are you pregnant? Are you gay? I'd rather you were gay than pregnant. Unless you're pregnant. Then we'll deal. Whatever it is, we'll deal. Are you pregnant?

I imagine you dream of me on the nights I dream of you. I'm always so confused by the platonic way we enjoy each other’s company. We talk about so many things that I can't recall when I wake up. How did you get me pregnant last night? We never touch in my dreams.

I'm going to get even, I swear I will. Mark my words, I'm a pregnant cranky woman with insomnia. I have time to plot my revenge.

As a practicing OB-GYN for the past twenty-five years, I’ve heard the concerns of thousands of pregnant women, not to mention having dealt with the personal challenges of my own three pregnancies. Still, I must admit: even I learned a few things reading PREGNANCY, OMG!!”

Birth is the greatest miracle.

Can I go back and be pregnant again just so I can have the information in this book to guide me? Maybe I can convince my husband to have #7… PREGNANCY, OMG! is equal parts informative, beautiful, and everything every mother must know.” —

Don't abort the dreams your heart is pregnant with.

Feel free to look around, but being as though there aren't any people eighteen or older here, stay off the bed. I'm not allowed to get pregnant this weekend.

If men could become pregnant - or be legally raped, or understand the unsubtle differences between 'yes' and 'no', i am certain you would soon see them change their tune about abortion and the treatment and trivialization of the suffering of rape victims.

I have an idea," Annabelle said, "Let's go to the kitchen and peek in the larder. I bet there's still some gooseberry cake left from dessert. Not to mention the strawberry jam trifle." Lillian lifted her head and blotted her wet nose on her sleeve. "Do you really think a plate of sweets will make me feel better?" Annabelle smiled. "It can't hurt, can it?" Lillian considered the point. "Let's go," she said, and allowed her friend to pull her up from the bench.

I was pregnable once,” Merill thought to contribute. She remembered how troublesome it made getting around, having a ripe belly. Couldn’t roll properly, couldn’t hop properly, couldn’t romp or flop properly. There were the cravings for roasted cabbage—she loathed cabbage, with its leaves and growing in rows. And labor! Merill passed out during childbirth. She’d endured burns, lacerations, rips, serrated teeth, nails, hooks and a trove of unmentionable harm-inflictors. Labor trounced them all and wriggled gleefully in the spray of blood and gore. “Being pregnable is no good. No good at all. Like growing a bitter melon in your belly.

I was in way too deep. I was cut in so many places that I felt like I was bleeding out from every part of my body. Being outside and watching people live their normal lives took me out of my head, but the minute I stepped back into the apartment, I was muted inside. No words, no actions, no me. - Unsettled

I want you to know that you were wanted. I decided: I wanted you. Yi Ba thought that only men could do what they wanted, but he was wrong. I stood with my toes in the ocean, euphoric at how far I had come, and two months later, when I gave birth to you, I would feel accomplished, tougher than any man.

Raped at age nine by a relative and pregnant at 14 Oprah Winfrey, like many others have experienced the wickedness and brutality of our society. Sadly, it’s an environment where blood lines no longer hold.

No chance she'd allow any man to see her naked besides the one who'd gotten her pregnant four times. You broke it, you bought it, baby.

Pregnancy sucks the nightlife out of you.

Most of us cling to life as if our existence were a result of our deed or choice.

Oh, and you accuse me of flattery! Here I waddle about like a fat old duck and you try to tell me I'm lovely.

Physicality’s a cage. And a liberation. The cells I’ll fill in, they’re magnificent, burgeoning with aliveness! I’m dialed into them like a station on a radio transmitting constantly. First faint and distant, but growing, amassing, volumizing the very idea of a person this body aims to harbor. Glowing like the universe, always growing. Each new cell increases my momentum, tightening the tether.

Sometimes I feel that our bright blue sky is like a pregnant women’s belly.

She sleeps a lot these days ” Matt explained. “And she’s emotional to boot. If I didn’t love her so much I’d probably strangle her.” “Emotional?” “Yeah.” Matt Vereker a younger, masculine version of Ray, gave an ear-to-ear grin. “Pregnant women are like that, you know.” “Preg—” The bottom dropped out of his stomach. Eli fumbled for the chair behind him then fell into it hard. His head swam. She wasn’t seriously ill. “She’s… ” “If you can’t even say it, how the hell do you think Ray feels.

Some men would not still be HIV negative or alive, if they had managed to sleep with some of the women with whom they want or wanted to have sex.

Suzanne and I are pregnant!" "I didn't realize you had a uterus,

The womb is one of the final stops on eternity's journey.

There would be fewer absent fathers, if straight men were turned on only by women with whom they would not mind having children.