Birth is the beginning and end of all things. It’s what God created to define miracle. The feeling humanity gets when dealing with birth is only that of awe. The magnificence of the moment all but drowns our rationalizing airs.
The undisputed first thing in a mans life. Birth, it’s what mothers go through just to let a adorable little child come into this world. Birth can change the world, birth can destroy the world. Birth is amazing.
If only we could remember our births. The moment when we first took a breath of air. The moment when our mothers first cradled us in her arms. When God gave us a kiss on the head and blessed us with the beautiful lives we have come to love. Birth happens all around us, miraculously, but unfortunately, we will never be able to experience our own again.
i was born on 1991, creo que el nacer es algo imporatan, obiamente pq sin el no habria nada, me da miedo dar vida, pero a la vez tengo esperan za de poder hacerlo, creo que el nacimiento es algo que te lleva a ser, no es algo que uno tiene derecho a. Nacer es una cosa genaial pq la vida es mas vida y sin vida no seriamos nada.
El nacimiento es una cosa gena
Birth is a magnIficant and wonderful thing and is the beginning of all living. It’s how we all begun and is a wonderful part of life. It can make a family, or destroy it, and effects so many lives. You and I were once born and we ought to thank our parents for bringing us into this world, and for going through the pain of birthing and taking care of us as children. From the beginning, when we were growing in our mothers tummy, to the moment we breathed in our first breath of air, is the point of birth. Its something we all have in common with.
In a few months, I will give birth. There is a human being inside of me that will be released, that I will push through my vagina and hear a cry that signifies the almost surreal existence of a fetus changing into a developed human child. I don’t know what to say. I am a sacred vessel.
The beginning of time for all creatures, humans or animals. The beginning people give themselves in the middle of life by chaning who they are and everything they want to be. What happens when you fall in love with the person of your dreams, it’s a new birth. You’re not the same person you were before because everyday, you’re being reborn.
birth. death. opposites. a hospital houses both. birth brings cigars, cribs, parties, little shoes, physical pain and morphine, anxiety, a new person into the world.
When a mother gives birth to her child, no matter how bad the pain, no matter how traumatizing the experience may be, the second you put that child in your arms, your whole world changes and your face lights up with love. Unconditional love consumes you and there is no way to get rid of it.
The baby was bloody and beautiful. There was screaming and the mom looked terribly in pain as a proud grandmother looked on. The father took the baby in his arms and admired the curls that they shared. He recognized the same big brown eyes on his face, in his son. There was a small fire within the glance then he knew that he was a daddy, much more than a father. He took his wife’s hand and they shared something unmatched by science, unmatched by anything.
Some call it god’s gift to the world, some call it the most disgusting thing imaginable. Birth is both excruciatingly painful and also the reason why you’re here today.
I was discussing birth with a friend last night, who is torn over whether to have children just yet. She’s scared about the implications it will have on her life, but I know she will be an amazing mother when the time comes.
“I’ve been raised here from birth.” Few times did Alexander snarl. He was such a calm, conflict avoiding sort of boy. His voice was just cracking, which had just closed his mouth tighter.
When I was born I was born at home but my brothers were born in hospital. I have given birth twice and I really loved it and hope I can do it again soon. The pleasure and pain and the experience is out of this world and I can not compare it to anything else on this earth!!
This concept scares the shit out of me, but at the same time I couldn’t be more fascinated. I don’t think I could raise a child. But clearly a lot of other people couldn’t either. I feel pain just thinking about it.
the birth of Jesus christ is the birth of the son of God. According to chritianity jesus is God himself. tis birth has impacted the whole world as jesus is the founder of the
I came out of the hatchet spewing blood and guts. A really effective display of sperm meeting the vagina in one big organic mushroom cloud of bloody horror. And in this horror a bloody mess of life. From birth to death, to birth to death again. Living a life and a lie of freedom, misconception and burden. To Live. To Die. Birth.
very painful and bloody. awfully scared to do that, i give my mother much props for doing what she did. i will take every drug under the sun so i don’t feel it. i have a weak pain tolerance and i prefer not to feel it. but it will be worth it once i hold my baby.
Birth, the process of life truly coming into existence. What happens once birth is over? You go home, unaware, an infant, with your mother and father, the inexperienced people they are, to begin a life that will lead to pain, happiness, and hopefully, success. When you are born, you don’t really remember a thing for the first year or so, and it’s an unimaginable thing. You are absolutely pampered. You never have to lift a finger.
Birth is beautiful. Birth has no pain. Birth is bringing a life into the world that could possibly create cures and inventions of which we’ve never known. Birth is a new friend. Birth is new possibilities. Birth is not pain. Birth is beauty.
there was a little child once, who was given birth to by a mad woman called Jessar. Jessar was a mean woman who used to eat kittens for breakfast, lunch and dinner. But not for night supper! for night supper, she ate small cannibal cats. cause cannibal cats were her favorite food in the entire world! and thats awesome.
Im on a horse
Bård Løkås
fuck birth. that sounds absolutely awful. who wants to shove a watermelon through their vagina? just to get an alien covered in uterus goo?
no, I’m just kidding. birth is actually incredibly… fucking amazing. you know, back in the day, people really did think of it as a miracle. they had no idea what the science was behind it, so they called it a gift from God.
Birth is a long process where the mom is big and uncomfortable but happy and nervous at the same time. Birth is magical and scary. Birth is beautiful. I will be giving birth in July.
Pregnant people. They slightly agitate me. I’m not sure why, but they just do. Their uncontrollable hormones, maybe. Hmm. I’m not really up for being pregnant. Let me tell you that. It’s just not on my to do list. I got other things to do. Like, you know, not be pregnant.
I was just thinking about this today. That “welcome to this world” moment. Coming from the warm, dark, protective interior to the bright, cold, dangerous exterior. All the beauty and pain in this world is ready to be discovered.
is the start of all life, from where we all come from, entering unknown places from the comfort of what we used to think was our existence, its taking a daring first step into the rest of your life, it’s becoming one into the world, after being none, it coming into the light, forgetting the darkness that was behind you.
a new life, a fresh start, something new and innocent, pure and not affected by the people or society around it. A clean slate, the most harmless thing any human being can create, no matter how it turns out in the end.
when i was born, i was a big baby. My mom almost had to have a C-section, but right when they were cutting her up, i decided it would be a good time to come in to the world. My mom was in labor with me for 28 hours, yes a full day. She still makes me feel quilty to this day.
I was born on the 19th of february of the year 1994. It was the year in which the FIFA world cup was celebrated in the united states of America. When I grow up I expect to have 3 children and being present at their time of birth.
Birth is the beginning and end of all things. It’s what God created to define miracle. The feeling humanity gets when dealing with birth is only that of awe. The magnificence of the moment all but drowns our rationalizing airs.
birth of creation. The beginning of something new, when life is at its most pure.
The undisputed first thing in a mans life. Birth, it’s what mothers go through just to let a adorable little child come into this world. Birth can change the world, birth can destroy the world. Birth is amazing.
If only we could remember our births. The moment when we first took a breath of air. The moment when our mothers first cradled us in her arms. When God gave us a kiss on the head and blessed us with the beautiful lives we have come to love. Birth happens all around us, miraculously, but unfortunately, we will never be able to experience our own again.
Thank you, Mom.
i was born on 1991, creo que el nacer es algo imporatan, obiamente pq sin el no habria nada, me da miedo dar vida, pero a la vez tengo esperan za de poder hacerlo, creo que el nacimiento es algo que te lleva a ser, no es algo que uno tiene derecho a. Nacer es una cosa genaial pq la vida es mas vida y sin vida no seriamos nada.
El nacimiento es una cosa gena
Birth is a magnIficant and wonderful thing and is the beginning of all living. It’s how we all begun and is a wonderful part of life. It can make a family, or destroy it, and effects so many lives. You and I were once born and we ought to thank our parents for bringing us into this world, and for going through the pain of birthing and taking care of us as children. From the beginning, when we were growing in our mothers tummy, to the moment we breathed in our first breath of air, is the point of birth. Its something we all have in common with.
In a few months, I will give birth. There is a human being inside of me that will be released, that I will push through my vagina and hear a cry that signifies the almost surreal existence of a fetus changing into a developed human child. I don’t know what to say. I am a sacred vessel.
The beginning of time for all creatures, humans or animals. The beginning people give themselves in the middle of life by chaning who they are and everything they want to be. What happens when you fall in love with the person of your dreams, it’s a new birth. You’re not the same person you were before because everyday, you’re being reborn.
birth. death. opposites. a hospital houses both. birth brings cigars, cribs, parties, little shoes, physical pain and morphine, anxiety, a new person into the world.
When a mother gives birth to her child, no matter how bad the pain, no matter how traumatizing the experience may be, the second you put that child in your arms, your whole world changes and your face lights up with love. Unconditional love consumes you and there is no way to get rid of it.
The baby was bloody and beautiful. There was screaming and the mom looked terribly in pain as a proud grandmother looked on. The father took the baby in his arms and admired the curls that they shared. He recognized the same big brown eyes on his face, in his son. There was a small fire within the glance then he knew that he was a daddy, much more than a father. He took his wife’s hand and they shared something unmatched by science, unmatched by anything.
Some call it god’s gift to the world, some call it the most disgusting thing imaginable. Birth is both excruciatingly painful and also the reason why you’re here today.
birht is magic it is wonderful it is the most plesant feeling in life
It is nothing more than smile
tears
joys and ramifications
birth is the
Something that fills me with hope and also fear. Baby booties and deferred dreams. Maybe someday….
I was discussing birth with a friend last night, who is torn over whether to have children just yet. She’s scared about the implications it will have on her life, but I know she will be an amazing mother when the time comes.
the first day of the rest of your life. the start of something new. fresh, inspiring ideas that can change the world. the birth of great things.
“I’ve been raised here from birth.” Few times did Alexander snarl. He was such a calm, conflict avoiding sort of boy. His voice was just cracking, which had just closed his mouth tighter.
When I was born I was born at home but my brothers were born in hospital. I have given birth twice and I really loved it and hope I can do it again soon. The pleasure and pain and the experience is out of this world and I can not compare it to anything else on this earth!!
This concept scares the shit out of me, but at the same time I couldn’t be more fascinated. I don’t think I could raise a child. But clearly a lot of other people couldn’t either. I feel pain just thinking about it.
the birth of Jesus christ is the birth of the son of God. According to chritianity jesus is God himself. tis birth has impacted the whole world as jesus is the founder of the
I came out of the hatchet spewing blood and guts. A really effective display of sperm meeting the vagina in one big organic mushroom cloud of bloody horror. And in this horror a bloody mess of life. From birth to death, to birth to death again. Living a life and a lie of freedom, misconception and burden. To Live. To Die. Birth.
very painful and bloody. awfully scared to do that, i give my mother much props for doing what she did. i will take every drug under the sun so i don’t feel it. i have a weak pain tolerance and i prefer not to feel it. but it will be worth it once i hold my baby.
Birth, the process of life truly coming into existence. What happens once birth is over? You go home, unaware, an infant, with your mother and father, the inexperienced people they are, to begin a life that will lead to pain, happiness, and hopefully, success. When you are born, you don’t really remember a thing for the first year or so, and it’s an unimaginable thing. You are absolutely pampered. You never have to lift a finger.
well there was a birth of me and my best friend’s friendship. and theres also a death of it. I’m still in the mourning period.
it seems horrible, i’m so glad i ever have to do it. when they launch ships it is called a birth. the only good kind i imagine. i would birth a ship.
Birth is beautiful. Birth has no pain. Birth is bringing a life into the world that could possibly create cures and inventions of which we’ve never known. Birth is a new friend. Birth is new possibilities. Birth is not pain. Birth is beauty.
there was a little child once, who was given birth to by a mad woman called Jessar. Jessar was a mean woman who used to eat kittens for breakfast, lunch and dinner. But not for night supper! for night supper, she ate small cannibal cats. cause cannibal cats were her favorite food in the entire world! and thats awesome.
Im on a horse
Bård Løkås
Birth: new to the world with new eyes.
Birth can happen time and time again.
fuck birth. that sounds absolutely awful. who wants to shove a watermelon through their vagina? just to get an alien covered in uterus goo?
no, I’m just kidding. birth is actually incredibly… fucking amazing. you know, back in the day, people really did think of it as a miracle. they had no idea what the science was behind it, so they called it a gift from God.
Birth is a long process where the mom is big and uncomfortable but happy and nervous at the same time. Birth is magical and scary. Birth is beautiful. I will be giving birth in July.
Pregnant people. They slightly agitate me. I’m not sure why, but they just do. Their uncontrollable hormones, maybe. Hmm. I’m not really up for being pregnant. Let me tell you that. It’s just not on my to do list. I got other things to do. Like, you know, not be pregnant.
Squeeze me through that bitching hole. Welcome to the rest of my life, and this is the easy part!
I was just thinking about this today. That “welcome to this world” moment. Coming from the warm, dark, protective interior to the bright, cold, dangerous exterior. All the beauty and pain in this world is ready to be discovered.
is the start of all life, from where we all come from, entering unknown places from the comfort of what we used to think was our existence, its taking a daring first step into the rest of your life, it’s becoming one into the world, after being none, it coming into the light, forgetting the darkness that was behind you.
a new life, a fresh start, something new and innocent, pure and not affected by the people or society around it. A clean slate, the most harmless thing any human being can create, no matter how it turns out in the end.
when i was born, i was a big baby. My mom almost had to have a C-section, but right when they were cutting her up, i decided it would be a good time to come in to the world. My mom was in labor with me for 28 hours, yes a full day. She still makes me feel quilty to this day.
I was born on the 19th of february of the year 1994. It was the year in which the FIFA world cup was celebrated in the united states of America. When I grow up I expect to have 3 children and being present at their time of birth.
the moment you begin to breath… joy and overwhelming emotions whisked through your mind… new life, new being… new adventures new world wondrous
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