#nancy

You look great," he said. It made her smile, even if it was a lie. "I'm as big as a house." He laughed. "I like houses. In fact, I'm thinking about architecture as a career. ↗

— Kristin Hannah

#couple #humor #love #pregnancy #architecture

Even death is a joke on the old devil, if we are living for the Lord. ↗

— Nancy B. Brewer

#death

Have you forgotten me? by Nancy B. Brewer The bricks I laid or the stitches I sewed. I was the one that made the quilt; a drop of blood still shows from my needle prick. Your wedding day in lace and satin, in a dress once worn by me. I loaned your newborn baby my christening gown, a hint of lavender still preserved. Do you know our cause, the battles we won and the battles we lost? When our soldiers marched home did you shout hooray! Or shed a tear for the fallen sons. What of the fields we plowed, the cotton, the tobacco and the okra, too. There was always room at my table for one more, Fried chicken, apple pie, biscuits and sweet ice tea. A time or two you may have heard our stories politely told. Some of us are famous, recorded on the pages of history. Still, most of us left this world without glory or acknowledgment. We were the first to walk the streets you now call home, Perhaps you have visited my grave and flowers left, but did you hear me cry out to you? Listen, my child, to the voices of your ancestors. Take pride in our accomplishments; find your strength in our suffering. For WE are not just voices in the wind, WE are a living part of YOU! ↗

— Nancy B. Brewer

#home

Mais ce que je ne savais pas, c'est qu'il n'est pas bon de laisser la mort se promener trop longtemps à visage découvert sur la terre. Je ne savais pas... Elle émeut, elle éveille la mort encore endormie au fond des autres, comme un enfant dans le ventre d'une femme. Et comme quand une femme rencontre une femme grosse - même si elle détourne la tête, tout au fond d'eux-mêmes, si l'on descendait, on les sentirait complices... Oui, c'est leur mort tout d'un coup qui bouge en eux. ↗

— Julien Gracq

#pregnancy #death

Her bun was baking, but her bloody heart was breaking. ↗

— Erin McCarthy

#pregnancy #humor

Your husband may not be a wealth of pregnancy information, but he is a wealth of 'you' information. He probably knows you better than anyone else in this world (which means he understands your current neediness pretty well). He also probably loves you more than anyone else in this world. So, while he may not be the person to turn to if you need to know how to soothe breast tenderness, he's the perfect person to turn to when you need a hand to hold. ↗

— Erin MacPherson

#inspiration #marriage #pregnancy #humor

Of course I can do this. I'm pregnant, not brain-damaged. My condition doesn't change my personality. ↗

— Christine Feehan

#pregnancy #change

Of all the guile! How can you be objective? You have no perspective! You’re only 16! ↗

— David Paul Kirkpatrick

#teenage-love #love

He kissed my belly, “Just think. All the love that we have for each other, we put it in this safe place here.” He kissed my belly again. ↗

— Tara Brown

#pregnancy #sweetness #love

Remember this, for it is as true as true gets: Your body is not a lemon. You are not a machine. The Creator is not a careless mechanic. Human female bodies have the same potential to give birth well as aardvarks, lions, rhinoceri, elephants, moose, and water buffalo. Even if it has not been your habit throughout your life so far, I recommend that you learn to think positively about your body. ↗

— Ina May Gaskin

#pregnancy #inspirational