Novel About Motherhood Novels & Stories

But there he was, seeing in him once again that boy he always used to tell me about: “Ayden is your friend, even if he doesn’t always know how to behave.” “Fear doesn’t get to rule,” Sofía said. I fell asleep for a while, with the IV running and Ayden’s hand holding mine like an anchor. And as my body calmed down, I understood something no one ever tells you: Motherhood doesn’t begin when babies are born. It begins when fear settles in… and even then, you choose to keep going.

"You're lying, Ms. Lamont. You're not our mommy." Ivana sneered cruelly, "I'm not lying to you. Yara never gave birth to you. That's why you naturally hate her." Hearing that, Cheryl shoved Ivana in anger. "You're talking nonsense! Even if Mommy is annoying, how could she not be our mother?" Ivana froze. She hadn't expected this reaction after Cheryl learned the truth. Lucas quickly comforted her, saying, "Ms. Lamont, even though you're not our mommy, Cheryl and I still like you."

Mom slowly sank to the floor, tears flowing silently. Disturbed by the noise, Andrew opened his bedroom door, a trace of annoyance in his voice. "Mom, can you keep it down? I'm in the middle of a game." As if finding an anchor, Mom scrambled up and grabbed Andrew's hand, weeping. "Andy, your father has had another woman on the side all these years. You have to stand up for me!" Andrew shrank back, pulling his hand away. "I think Dad has a point. As long as you pretend not to know anything, we can still live peacefully as a family."

She marveled at the way her strength had grown, expanding like the gentle ripples of a pond. And then, on a quiet night, in the glow of the moon's gentle caress, Marvis's world transformed. The cries of her newborn filled the air, erasing all traces of solitude and birthing a love so fierce, that it eclipsed the darkness that had once consumed her. In that precious moment, as she held her child close, Marvis knew that she had embarked on her most challenging and rewarding journey yet - the journey of motherhood.

Luckily, heaven's was by her side. From now on I will take my job more seriously, “ she thought. She went into her office and placed her hand on her tummy. Sometimes she couldn't believe she was going to be a mother. She didn't know how it feels to have a mother. After all, she was abandoned by her mother since she was a child. She just hoped she would be an amazing mother to the baby. Westwell Estate ” What do you mean the contract was cancelled? “ Lachlan yelled over the phone to his secretary.

After dinner, Adam's mother takes Samantha aside to chat with her privately. "Dear, I can see that you're feeling a little overwhelmed with all of this," she says, referring to the luxurious lifestyle that Adam's family enjoys. "But I want you to know that we don't judge people based on their material possessions. We care about the kind of person you are, and we can see that you make our son very happy." Samantha feels touched by Adam's mother's words and is grateful for her kindness. She starts to relax and enjoy herself, feeling like she's a part of Adam's family.

Just me, my books, and the soft sound of my daughter’s breathing as she napped in her room. I curled up on the couch with a book about raising children, the pages worn from how often I flipped through them. Motherhood didn’t come naturally to me, not like it seemed to be for other women. Every decision felt heavy. Was I feeding her enough? Was I too strict? Too soft? The book was my lifeline, a way to quiet the doubts whispering in the back of my mind. Then the doorbell rang. I frowned, setting the book aside. My mother-in-law wasn’t due back for hours. Maybe she’d forgotten something?

It was as if she only asked that question in passing. They came back home, and my mother went into my room for the first time in her life. Books were strewn about haphazardly on my desk. She picked up a random one and flicked through a few pages. After a beat, she clenched her knuckles. I highlighted a lot of points in the chapters outlining the effects of biological families on a person and thoughts of self-harm. The pages were hanging to the spine loosely and would get torn out if someone so much as tugged them the wrong way.

I even wondered if she had really gone mad. "You treated me the same way too when I was little, no?" Mom suddenly stopped laughing. The memories of her childhood, as described by her, became fragmented and cruel. It turned out that when Mom was a child, my grandfather eloped with someone else because Grandma couldn't give birth to a son. During that time, Grandma must have lost her sanity and would beat and scold Mom every day. Therefore, in Mom's memory, giving birth to a daughter was a misfortune, and keeping a husband was an instinct all women had.

“Local only. Virtual when possible. Minimal travel. That’s non-negotiable.” “We can work with that. Most publicity is virtual now anyway.” At dinner that evening, Seraphine told her family about the book’s completion. “Mama wrote a BOOK?” Charlotte was impressed. “About what?” “About being a mama and working at the same time. About how hard it is to do both.” “Is it about ME?” Charlotte asked immediately. “Some of it is about you and James. How much I love you and how hard it is to be away for work.”