Zari

“And as you will,
slide through,
your cocoon,
from my womb,
you shall,
leave all your,
qualms back,
in that tiny room.

For my body,
is not only the
vehicle,
to evoke,
your life,
it is,
now your right.
My dear child,
my hands,
to hold your finger,
show you the right,
and never leave you astray.
My voice,
to whisper,
in your ears,
‘I am there, always’
I would not,
be the best,
except my love,
would be,
the purest.
And as you,
slide through,
I promise,
that regardless
of life events,
I will shower you,
with spiritual strength,
with immaculate health,
with intellectual excel.
Because I confess,
I might not be the best,
except my love,
would be purest.”
― Jasleen Kaur Gumber

“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 numerous times every night because their babies cried for them. It seems terrible that these hardworking women think of themselves as failures as a result. Surely a mother who has chosen to sacrifice her sleep deserves respect and admiration for her generous mothering.”
― Naomi Stadlen, What Mothers Do: Especially When it Looks Like Nothing

“A baby is God's opinion that life should go on. A book that does nothing to you is dead. A baby, whether it does anything to you, represents life. If a bad fire should break out in this house and I had my choice of saving the library or the babies, I would save what is alive. Never will a time come when the most marvelous recent invention is as marvelous as a newborn baby. The finest of our precision watches, the most super-colossal of our supercargo plants, don't compare with a newborn baby in the number and ingenuity of coils and springs, in the flow and change of chemical solutions, in timing devices and interrelated parts that are irreplaceable. A baby is very modern. Yet it is also the oldest of the ancients. A baby doesn't know he is a hoary and venerable antique — but he is. Before man learned how to make an alphabet, how to make a wheel, how to make a fire, he knew how to make a baby — with the great help of woman, and his God and Maker.”
― Carl Sandburg

“What manner of mind considers this holy estate [pregnancy] which women are privileged by the Almighty to attain as a slur upon the social conscience?”
― Grantly Dick-Read