Sentences with phrase «living baby in my arms»

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9 months from conception, if an abortion doesn't occur (and assuming the baby doesn't die of natural causes), you're holding a living, breathing being in your arms.

So he always says that it's one of the favourite sights of his life, the sight of the little babies we've made pressed against me in the morning, laying in white cotton sheets, my shirt all askew, and he wraps his arms around us both.

There is a hungry baby, blinking eyes at the light of life and a mama longing to nurse, open mouths and wonder at what you have just done, arms that suddenly don't feel quite attached to our body unless there is that little person in them.

He said that because, even though I made my peace with The Ache, even though I was in complete agreement that we were done with our three, even though I was ready for this new season of life without any babies in my arms, there was still that part of me that longed for one more.

Each month «Mama Beth» helps usher in precious new life and lovingly places babies into their mother's arms.

Out of the bubble that is American life, we sat with dying men and women, held newly orphaned babies in our arms, and cried with shattered family members.

Investigators from our global arm, Animals International, expose the brutal live export trade in Romanian baby animals.

Babies were carried by older siblings or elderly parents lived in the same house so there was always an extra pair of arms to cuddle baby.

«I encourage moms to hold the baby with one arm, like a football player might [hold the ball],» says Dr. Jeff Levy, a pediatrician and board member for the John La Conti M.D. Child Life Program Fund at St. Barnabas Medical Center in Livingston, NJ.

A nursing baby receives many gifts: the perfect nutrition, the safety and warmth of his mother's arms, and a deep bond with the most important person in his life.

The second I'd hunker down with boppy and baby to nurse, the most incredible thirst of my life would sweep over me and of course, I'd never have a glass in arms reach!!

Still, while the theory behind his philosophy «that the more time babies spend in their mothers» arms, the better the chances they will turn out to be well - adjusted children» and that «every baby's whimper is a plea for help and that no infant should ever be left to cry» sound reasonable, they can also lead to inferences of guilt and anxiety for moms who fear that spending any time away from their child could fuck him or her up for life.

I've been given some CRAZY opinions and «advice» through the years, like the fact that raising my arms while pregnant would twist the umbilical cord and strangle my baby, that my son needed pants that fit him (read that story here) and that I absolutely was not complete in life because I only have sons - I NEEDED to keep trying for a daughter (and even gave me a VERY detailed description on sexual positions that guarantee that)!

In the initial weeks of life, a baby mainly lays and wiggles her arms and legs.

You'll have plenty of time for them later — the «in arms» phase of baby's life is so short, even though it might feel like forever when you're in the middle of it.

First off as moms we are always multi-tasking so while the baby needs to be in your arms, like ALL DAY LONG, you also have everyday life things that need to be done like grocery shopping, laundry, and chasing after other kids too.

So enjoy these brief months when your baby lives nestled under your heart as you anticipate the moment when he's snuggled in your arms instead.

This is a presumptive statement - no woman can make a decision about her baby until she actually holds it in her arms, has it in her life - even then, the transition from pregnancy into motherhood must be smoothed by wise counsel and the support for all new mothers.

Having learned these facts of human development, I thought, if we learn about child development, and recover from our own childhood wounds and return to breastfeeding our babies and keeping them in arms and sleeping with us, we can surely parent children who will have a better life than we have.

By the time you hold your new baby in your arms for the first time, chances are you've already chosen one of the most important people in your little one's early life — a doctor.

In the first weeks of life, we kept our baby in arm's reach on a blanket on the dinner table as we ate and on our kitchen island as we prepared our mealIn the first weeks of life, we kept our baby in arm's reach on a blanket on the dinner table as we ate and on our kitchen island as we prepared our mealin arm's reach on a blanket on the dinner table as we ate and on our kitchen island as we prepared our meals.

And aside from strangers, there will be the people in your personal life who are also armed with lots of opinions: There's your best friend, who has never had a baby, going on and on about how she «can't believe» you're not breastfeeding; Or the mother - in - law who repeatedly talks about how her kids nursed and they «grew up just fine.»

Life with a baby and a toddler was a lot busier than life with a singleton, and I didn't have the luxury of spending hours sitting in the glider rocker nursing or lying on the floor watching my baby wave her arms in the Life with a baby and a toddler was a lot busier than life with a singleton, and I didn't have the luxury of spending hours sitting in the glider rocker nursing or lying on the floor watching my baby wave her arms in the life with a singleton, and I didn't have the luxury of spending hours sitting in the glider rocker nursing or lying on the floor watching my baby wave her arms in the air.

If your baby enjoys the arms tucked in this way, but you live in a warm climate, try the Arms Only Swadarms tucked in this way, but you live in a warm climate, try the Arms Only SwadArms Only Swaddle.

Despite all the anticipatory parenting done before conception and during pregnancy, despite weeks of feeling movement within and fantasizing about your baby, despite months of having strange dreams, worrisome thoughts, and musings about what kind of parent you will be, the first time you hold your baby in your arms and call yourself mother or father, mama or papa, mommy or daddy, an awareness floods over you that life will never be the same again.

You delivered a healthy baby that is living and breathing in your arms after a previous loss.

This sleep suit allows your baby to have all of the comforts of womb life, preventing startling themselves awake and also keeping them covered as they get older and kick their covers off on colder nights, while allowing them to be in the natural posture of a sleeping baby with their arms up and hands close to their faces.

When you hold that perfect little bundle in your arms for the first time, you automatically know that you want to do everything you can to ensure your baby has everything he needs in life.

Perhaps this is why babies spend much of their little lives sleeping or laying on their backs, being in a car seat or lying in your arms.

Afraid to do anything that could potentially solidify your hope that this baby will survive and be placed in your arms, living and healthy.

They give your arms a break and lots of baby's sleep in them in the beginning of life.

Among women living in a small Ethiopian community, those with the most fat and muscle mass in their upper arms were more than twice as likely to have boy babies as those women with the thinnest arms.

Here you can watch your puppy born on Live Webcam and delight in your baby's development into a healthy, happy puppy until you welcome it into your loving arms.

According to the American Academy of Orthopedic Surgeons, these conditions appear in 1 or 2 babies for every 1,000 live births and cause loss of feeling and dexterity, and potentially paralysis in the arms.

If a medical professional does it the wrong way and applies the wrong kind of pressure, the baby can get a brachial plexus injury which results in that child's arm hanging limply to the side for the rest of his or her life.

We can have understanding for a war veteran who is terrorized at night, or avoidant of loud noises and other things that resemble their traumatic experiences; yet we somehow expect children, babies at heart, to connect, relate, trust, love, reciprocate relationship when their early life experience was marinated in trauma; being beaten for crying, left with tiny broken bones and head injuries, being used for adult sexual gratification, born drug addicted because of a mother drug use, having rarely been held in safe arms, having felt the pain of hunger over days, being left to cry until there are no more tears and no one to soothe.

The statistics of infant and perinatal mortality are our babies and children who die in our arms... The statistics of shortened life expectancy are our mothers and fathers, uncles, aunties and elders who live diminished lives and die before their gifts of knowledge and experience are passed on.