Why
do you love a baby?
for the laugh?
for the tiny feet?
for the trust it gives?
for the hazel eyes peering at you
through long lashes?
or for it’s innocence?
Delilah
my brothers both have babies
a baby each
they smile and giggle and fawn
forgetting, sometimes to breathe
it makes me anxious
so damn anxious
and sometimes
just sometimes
i wish they were themselves again
but i know that’s an idle reverie
cause once you have a baby
you’re an adult forever.
Matty M.
Rachel
Newl ife
Innocent
Work
Stressful
Make a difference
Life changer
New beginning
Beginning
Complex
Potential
Learning
Love
live
Life
Honor
Soft
Dependant
Unconditional
Robin
I love little babies. They are so sweet and cute and little and innocent. They make cute little baby noises and close their little eyes and look around and they aren’t even looking at anything. They are so warm and little and cozy and they make me sleepy. They are like little baby animals. They are so special, the specialist people in the world. I love babies.
Molly
I just think about how cute babies were they are so tender and warm. There smile is loving and gentle. They have little hands and little feet. A baby is a bundle of love.
1234
As being stoned really does remind you of the matters of birth, aging, youth long gone, life ever expectant, I remember being a baby. Rather, a part of me remembers what it was like. What it will be like before death claims me once more. Forever. It will be as if…
I looked at the blue little bundle of joy in my mother’s arms. I don’t think Eli will ever truly comprehend my love for him and the utter relief of his safe arrival. He won’t know the sickening fear I had upon learning the news that we were expecting him and the anxiety I held within my eight year old heart every time I asked my mom if she was passed the “dangerous stage” of her pregnancy. After losing three other babies, I couldn’t let myself get my hopes up that this one would be any different. Now looking at his innocent perfection, I felt a guilt I knew I would hold with me for the rest of my life for not being giddy with excitement for this new little soul.
He looked at the baby that was in his hands…his first born son, he was beautiful and everything he could have imagined…it’s like love and life, happiness and fear all worked into this one little baby that could fit into the rook of his arm. He smiled and kissed his forehead rocking the baby to sleep
a baby is beautiful. Babies make you happy. there are 6 people i know who are pregnant. so many babies babies babies
amanda
Innocence, that was what she professed, but it was a calculated innocence, worked into the routine so as to trigger primal impulses common to the majority of men~ that baby faced look, that put them off guard, ready to be just another victim.
He looked at the baby that was in his hands…his first born son, he was beautiful and everything he could have imagined…it’s like love and life, happiness and fear all worked into this one little baby that could fit into the rook of his arm. He smiled and kissed his forehead rocking the baby to sleeo
I had to watch a collection of youtube videos on various birth processes for an anthropology class once. Some things should not be on youtube. One woman gave birth in a pool of water. It looked like a damn shark attack.
There he stood, holding the ticket and waiting to board the plane. He had kept his mind focused this entire time. From packing his luggage to this very moment, he had felt nothing. Numb was the only emotion. Thoughts were held captive to one concept – get out of the country. That was when it happened. He was looking down to avoid eye contact when he saw the baby stroller and the child inside. It hit him like a sledgehammer. The entire plan was now in jeopardy.
“Come on Baby light my fire.” Those were the days of happiness when we were teenagers singing this song and not really knowing what this line really means.
The baby cried nonstop in her sleep. Mrs. Jane came in the room to comfort her as her little hands and feet wobbled up and down. Her faced turned bright red but yet she was still adorable. The little baby jessica…
Lily
The baby cried nonstop in her sleep. Mrs. Jane came in the room to comfort her as her little hands and feet wobbled up and down. Her faced turned bright red but yet she was still adorable. The little baby jessica…
Lily
i always thought i would have one more baby. In fact, for mnany years the desire for a baby was criteria for dating. I always wanted what I shoulkd have had with a coparent, …family…
aka
jenna i love you so much baby but i feel like i messed everything up. you mean the world to me and i want to marry you. some day. and i cannot wait for you to take my last name. i am so lucky that you have come into my life and i never want you to leave
Sam Picco
“Baby, it’s cold outside,” she stated flatly as I pulled on my winter coat. “Be sure to grab your scarf and gloves when you go out there.”
I looked out the two-paned window in the door that separated me from the frigid air. It was frosty around the edges. The kitchen was pulling me into staying wrapped in its warmth. But I had to go. I knew I wouldn’t see her again so I gave her one last, longing look, gripped the door knob, turned it, pushed the door open and stepped out into deep winter.
Babies are beautiful. Usually. Sometimes they are not as beautiful as they might appear. He smiled at me and I laughed. Poor child. It isn’t everyday that one sees a child that looks exactly like Burl Ives!
I write this as I sit at a fertility clinic. Oh how I want a baby so bad. Life gives you struggles and challenges and this one, making a baby, is the hardest. It’s in a matter of time but its certainly the biggest challenge I’ve ever faced.
I have one son, Aaron. He’s my heart and soul and more than enough for me. As far as what happened at St. Margaret’s on the date you mentioned, I know nothing about it. I was told all records would be sealed.
the baby who was brought to the hospital came in a dirty basket and wrapped in grimy clothes. There was no cry nor sound coming out, so the people thought that the baby was dead. But sometime noticed it was breathing , barely.
joe l
The cry could be heard throughs the entire forest. Mama Naomi had given birth to a beautiful baby girl. The desolate cabin in the woods was filled with happiness.
the world was against them. They’d thrown them from the sancuary. From the future of all the immortal people. There was no sickness no death, but also…no babues
My litle sister who is very annoying but very lively at the same time. I share lots of fun but also agaonizing experiences with her that well I’ve been dissuaded fo ever having a family so yeah seeing how much work it is to have to raise a baby I’ve focused
Jazmin Justo
A baby is a little person that can make everybody happy. Sometimes babies make disasters, such as peeing everywhere or things like that but they are really cute and pure..they are the most wonderful thing that 2 people can have.
A baby is the most precious thing that two people can have. A bay is wonderful, sometimes he pees on his pants..and makes a lot of disasters, but they are cute and pure. There is nothing compared with a baby’s laugh..it’s
When I found out I was going to have a baby, I was so excited because I was already 34. I didn’t know if I wanted a baby until then, but once my time was running out, I realized I did. Baby, baby, baby! It was wonderful. We call each other “Baby” when we’re in love, and I think it’s because when we have a baby, we know what real love is.
Teresa Beasley
The seed is ripe, the seed is plentiful. But not for me. When the Creator planted fruit, he skipped my vineyard. I have no crops to bear. A lesser woman would despair, tear her hair out, and curse the one who denied her a chance to reap. But I sow in other ways. There is plenty of ripe fruit to tend to and nurture. I don’t need my own.
some day i want a baby, maybe, something of myself, something to love. something to love me. unconditionally. that’d sure be nice.
Ragan Neill
I’m such a baby. Pathetic and hiding from life, too afraid of the problems I see. Always running from them and hiding from them. When did life become so hard? I miss not noticing the stares. Not feeling the hurt from the words people use.
I like people who are slightly younger than me because I like to be under the illusion that I can love and protect someone adequately (by being older than them????) in short, everyone is my baby.
A new life was made. A new past, present, and future was made. All cradled in his arms.
Why
do you love a baby?
for the laugh?
for the tiny feet?
for the trust it gives?
for the hazel eyes peering at you
through long lashes?
or for it’s innocence?
my brothers both have babies
a baby each
they smile and giggle and fawn
forgetting, sometimes to breathe
it makes me anxious
so damn anxious
and sometimes
just sometimes
i wish they were themselves again
but i know that’s an idle reverie
cause once you have a baby
you’re an adult forever.
Rachel
Newl ife
Innocent
Work
Stressful
Make a difference
Life changer
New beginning
Beginning
Complex
Potential
Learning
Love
live
Life
Honor
Soft
Dependant
Unconditional
I love little babies. They are so sweet and cute and little and innocent. They make cute little baby noises and close their little eyes and look around and they aren’t even looking at anything. They are so warm and little and cozy and they make me sleepy. They are like little baby animals. They are so special, the specialist people in the world. I love babies.
I just think about how cute babies were they are so tender and warm. There smile is loving and gentle. They have little hands and little feet. A baby is a bundle of love.
As being stoned really does remind you of the matters of birth, aging, youth long gone, life ever expectant, I remember being a baby. Rather, a part of me remembers what it was like. What it will be like before death claims me once more. Forever. It will be as if…
I looked at the blue little bundle of joy in my mother’s arms. I don’t think Eli will ever truly comprehend my love for him and the utter relief of his safe arrival. He won’t know the sickening fear I had upon learning the news that we were expecting him and the anxiety I held within my eight year old heart every time I asked my mom if she was passed the “dangerous stage” of her pregnancy. After losing three other babies, I couldn’t let myself get my hopes up that this one would be any different. Now looking at his innocent perfection, I felt a guilt I knew I would hold with me for the rest of my life for not being giddy with excitement for this new little soul.
He looked at the baby that was in his hands…his first born son, he was beautiful and everything he could have imagined…it’s like love and life, happiness and fear all worked into this one little baby that could fit into the rook of his arm. He smiled and kissed his forehead rocking the baby to sleep
a baby is beautiful. Babies make you happy. there are 6 people i know who are pregnant. so many babies babies babies
Innocence, that was what she professed, but it was a calculated innocence, worked into the routine so as to trigger primal impulses common to the majority of men~ that baby faced look, that put them off guard, ready to be just another victim.
He looked at the baby that was in his hands…his first born son, he was beautiful and everything he could have imagined…it’s like love and life, happiness and fear all worked into this one little baby that could fit into the rook of his arm. He smiled and kissed his forehead rocking the baby to sleeo
I had to watch a collection of youtube videos on various birth processes for an anthropology class once. Some things should not be on youtube. One woman gave birth in a pool of water. It looked like a damn shark attack.
There he stood, holding the ticket and waiting to board the plane. He had kept his mind focused this entire time. From packing his luggage to this very moment, he had felt nothing. Numb was the only emotion. Thoughts were held captive to one concept – get out of the country. That was when it happened. He was looking down to avoid eye contact when he saw the baby stroller and the child inside. It hit him like a sledgehammer. The entire plan was now in jeopardy.
“Come on Baby light my fire.” Those were the days of happiness when we were teenagers singing this song and not really knowing what this line really means.
The baby cried nonstop in her sleep. Mrs. Jane came in the room to comfort her as her little hands and feet wobbled up and down. Her faced turned bright red but yet she was still adorable. The little baby jessica…
The baby cried nonstop in her sleep. Mrs. Jane came in the room to comfort her as her little hands and feet wobbled up and down. Her faced turned bright red but yet she was still adorable. The little baby jessica…
i always thought i would have one more baby. In fact, for mnany years the desire for a baby was criteria for dating. I always wanted what I shoulkd have had with a coparent, …family…
jenna i love you so much baby but i feel like i messed everything up. you mean the world to me and i want to marry you. some day. and i cannot wait for you to take my last name. i am so lucky that you have come into my life and i never want you to leave
“Baby, it’s cold outside,” she stated flatly as I pulled on my winter coat. “Be sure to grab your scarf and gloves when you go out there.”
I looked out the two-paned window in the door that separated me from the frigid air. It was frosty around the edges. The kitchen was pulling me into staying wrapped in its warmth. But I had to go. I knew I wouldn’t see her again so I gave her one last, longing look, gripped the door knob, turned it, pushed the door open and stepped out into deep winter.
Babies are beautiful. Usually. Sometimes they are not as beautiful as they might appear. He smiled at me and I laughed. Poor child. It isn’t everyday that one sees a child that looks exactly like Burl Ives!
I write this as I sit at a fertility clinic. Oh how I want a baby so bad. Life gives you struggles and challenges and this one, making a baby, is the hardest. It’s in a matter of time but its certainly the biggest challenge I’ve ever faced.
Amy,
I received your letter and I wish you well.
I have one son, Aaron. He’s my heart and soul and more than enough for me. As far as what happened at St. Margaret’s on the date you mentioned, I know nothing about it. I was told all records would be sealed.
Please don’t contact me again.
Geneva
the baby who was brought to the hospital came in a dirty basket and wrapped in grimy clothes. There was no cry nor sound coming out, so the people thought that the baby was dead. But sometime noticed it was breathing , barely.
The cry could be heard throughs the entire forest. Mama Naomi had given birth to a beautiful baby girl. The desolate cabin in the woods was filled with happiness.
the world was against them. They’d thrown them from the sancuary. From the future of all the immortal people. There was no sickness no death, but also…no babues
My litle sister who is very annoying but very lively at the same time. I share lots of fun but also agaonizing experiences with her that well I’ve been dissuaded fo ever having a family so yeah seeing how much work it is to have to raise a baby I’ve focused
A baby is a little person that can make everybody happy. Sometimes babies make disasters, such as peeing everywhere or things like that but they are really cute and pure..they are the most wonderful thing that 2 people can have.
provemos el sol baby dejemos
A baby is the most precious thing that two people can have. A bay is wonderful, sometimes he pees on his pants..and makes a lot of disasters, but they are cute and pure. There is nothing compared with a baby’s laugh..it’s
my baby let me down,
When I found out I was going to have a baby, I was so excited because I was already 34. I didn’t know if I wanted a baby until then, but once my time was running out, I realized I did. Baby, baby, baby! It was wonderful. We call each other “Baby” when we’re in love, and I think it’s because when we have a baby, we know what real love is.
The seed is ripe, the seed is plentiful. But not for me. When the Creator planted fruit, he skipped my vineyard. I have no crops to bear. A lesser woman would despair, tear her hair out, and curse the one who denied her a chance to reap. But I sow in other ways. There is plenty of ripe fruit to tend to and nurture. I don’t need my own.
My nickname on the swim team is Baby Face.
some day i want a baby, maybe, something of myself, something to love. something to love me. unconditionally. that’d sure be nice.
I’m such a baby. Pathetic and hiding from life, too afraid of the problems I see. Always running from them and hiding from them. When did life become so hard? I miss not noticing the stares. Not feeling the hurt from the words people use.
Justin Bieber.
Don’t be such a baby!
Well, I wasn’t trying to be. But some things are just too much to take, too much to put up with without a word of complaint.
It was almost like an excuse. Deal out any sort of abuse and then cover
it by saying, don’t be a baby, no big deal, what’s wrong with you anyhow.
I like people who are slightly younger than me because I like to be under the illusion that I can love and protect someone adequately (by being older than them????) in short, everyone is my baby.
cute