Here we have a baby. It is composed of a bald head and a pair of lungs.
Most of us cling to life as if our existence were a result of our deed or choice.
Most people would instantly start feeling ten years older if someone were to convince them that they were actually born a decade before their birthdate.
We learn from experience. A man never wakes up his second baby just to see it smile.
Diaper backward spells repaid. Think about it.
I'd like to start a family but you have to have a date first.
When I was born I was so surprised I didn't talk for a year and a half.
Personally I think any more than two or three kids is not a family it's a litter.
My husband and I are either going to buy a dog or have a child. We can't decide whether to ruin our carpet or ruin our lives.
Men will now get up and walk with the baby in the middle of the night change its diapers and give it a bottle but in their heart of hearts they still think they shouldn't have to.
I think of birth as the search for a larger apartment.
