Sentences with phrase «on your bed while»

She suckled energetically, and then lay happily on my bed while I worked on the first edition of The Experience of Childbirth.»

At 2 - 3 months, the Mongolian baby lies for hours swaddled on a bed while the mom is out working in the fields (talk about not being the center of attention!).

Perfect position to catch a small nap during the day, or rest your whole body on the bed while nursing.

Put your baby on the bed while he or she is drowsy but not asleep!

Start this movement with the knees and hands on your bed while ensuring that the wrists are parallel to the shoulders and the knees are positioned under the hips.

I can make out with them and can provide real fun on bed while having sexual encounter with seducing and erotic activities

At first he used to sit on the cement floor alongside visiting Taliban, but he now sits on a bed while others sit on the floor — a move that emphasises his status as leader.

He pulled everything out of the shoulder bag and set it on the bed while she looked on.

Our goal is for them to lie down and play with the toy on their bed while you eat.

Right now I am teaching her to lay next to me on her bed while I am emailing you.

It'll be incredible when your dog relaxes on their bed while you're busy cooking or with guests, or when your dog enjoys the back yard without barking or digging holes.

A safe distance for your cat throughout the day is at arm's length c. Do not let your cat be on your bed while sleeping.

Unfortunately much of this grooming time seems to be spent performing this ritual on our beds while we are attempting to fall asleep.

My favorite memory is sitting on the bed while my mom read us the Christmas story out of the gospel of Luke.

Not exact matches

Ahilya by the Sea, a quietly elegant bed and breakfast set on the Mandovi River, is a far cry from the over-the-top opulence of its sister property, Ahilya Fort, while the more trend - setting W Goa set up shop this year on Vagator Beach — expect sunrise yoga and fitness classes by day and cocktails alongside a thumping Indian DJ soundtrack by night.

In a paper published in the journal Scientific Reports, Hang's team noted that human babies and toddlers are at greater risk because they come into contact with contaminated surfaces while crawling on carpets and sleeping on smoke - infused bedding.

On the road, men were more likely to miss a home - cooked meal (36 percent of men compared to 16 percent of women), while women were more likely to miss their own beds (43 percent versus 29 percent).

By taking time to work out, spend time with your family and making sure you do not burn out, you will start to notice that sometimes you solve your toughest problems on that morning run, or while lying in bed with your 2 - year - old as she falls asleep at night.

Two of us shared a bed while one laid on the floor on an air mattress.

I often caught myself emailing the wrong people, ordering too much inventory and passing out while working on the couch more frequently than sleeping in my bed.

I lay around on my daughter's bed reading while she does her homework.»

«In the shower, lying in bed before I fall asleep, while on a walk, in traffic, and almost everywhere else, unless I specifically decide to put it on hold.

After a practice round at the Franklin Templeton Shootout in Naples, Fla., Justine was taking a bath in their hotel room while Patrick was on the bed watching TV.

Mr. Trump himself, we are told, has a volcanic temper, a toddler's restraint and likes to be in bed by 6:30, scarfing down cheeseburgers while monitoring cable news on three televisions and calling his billionaire friends to complain when CNN hurts his feelings.

On the sales side, whenever we wanted to know how many pieces the other bedding producers were ACTUALLY making every day, we would ask our drivers who would have regular conversations with the other drivers from those companies while making deliveries.

It's ashame that some people finally realize they've missed out on a relationship with their Heavenly Father while on their Death bed, but as the Thief on the Cross came to Salvation in his last hour so can any person who is willing to ask Jesus to save them from their sins.

While on my death bed I hope I get someone that listens.

«I might get thousands of compliments while I am here in Europe on this tour and I will be in front of large crowds of people and they will clap and cheer and adore me, but when I go to bed at night, I give it back to God.»

So tonight, we'll eat take - out on the couch while our babies sleep in their beds and the owls swoop in our forest out back and we talk about the future and what we want to do and then you will ask me if I'd like to watch Jimmy Fallon tonight and I will say yes.

If you know you only have two hours of time to write after the kids go to bed or while your dad is at his physio appointment or thirty minutes on your lunch break (been there for all of those), you can't use that time to do all the other stuff like finally completing a will like you've always meant to do or you can spend it doing quizzes on Buzzfeed.

But, in my experience, sometimes the best way to keep communication healthy and open is to go to bed angry and then talk about it the next morning when you've had enough sleep to know that leaving the milk out in the car probably wasn't a veiled act of aggression meant to symbolize every problem in the relationship, but rather just the sort of mistake anyone would make while distracted by a fascinating story on NPR.

Good... so lets say, for example that your neighbor, whom you known for years, knocks on your door a 4 in the morning all excited because an «apparition «he had while laying on his bed.

15 In a dream, in a vision of the night, when deep sleep falls on men, while they slumber on their beds, 16 then he opens the ears of men and terrifies them with warnings, 17 that he may turn man aside from his deed and conceal pride from a man; 18 he keeps back his soul from the pit, his life from perishing by the sword.

But while I agree with them on many economic policies, I flatly refuse to vote for anyone in bed with the fundamentalists who are campaigning to take away the rights of their fellow citizens.

My interpretation is that Hitchens does not expect to have any sort of spiritual revelation while on his death bed, and that any later comments made to the contrary would be simply lies created by desperate thumpers.

While I do not want to prejudge you with your recent «revelations» as to what you believe describes the «two men in a bed» or «two women at the mill grinding,» I think before anyone interprets this as Jesus not judging one because of their sexual orientation, but obviously of their faith in what Jesus did for them on the Cross, we also need to look at what the Apostle Paul wrote under the inspiration of the Holy Spirit.

/ Another anger - releasing exercise is to pound a bed relentlessly with your fists or a tennis racket or kick the bed while lying on it.

You will go to bed sleeping on top a over 100 million dollars while those who believed you will go to bed with nothing but the clothes on their backs.

In dreams, in visions of the night, when deepest sleep falls upon men, while they sleep on their beds, God makes them listen, and his correction strikes them with terror.

When the first high heels and the huge black wing - tips of the lawyers and the businessmen came smashing down on the soldiers, Korczak suddenly stooped down and gathered me up on his lap, his stiff beard sweeping back and forth across my head while he laughed and drank, waving his arms and shouting at the guests to watch where they stepped until at last my grandmother took me up to bed.

Your best friend kept your wife's panty as souvenir after they crap on your head while you were sleeping soundly on your own bed.

My five - year - old son raised the same objection early one morning while he was bouncing on the bed where I was trying to sleep.

Indeed, he creates a virtual phantasmagoria of suffering from actual instances of human barbarity that he has read about in Russian newspapers: Turkish soldiers cutting babies from their mother's wombs and throwing them in the air in order to impale them on their bayonets; enlightened parents stuffing their five - year - old daughter's mouth with excrement and locking her in a freezing privy all night for having wet the bed, while they themselves sleep soundly; Genevan Christians teaching a naive peasant to bless the good God even as the poor dolt is beheaded for thefts and murders that his ostensibly Christian society caused him to commit; a Russian general, offended at an eight - year - old boy for accidentally hurting the paw of the officer's dog, inciting his wolfhounds to tear the child to pieces; a lady and gentleman flogging their eight - year - old daughter with a birch - rod until she collapses while crying for mercy, «Papa, papa, dear papa.»

I sat there on the bed for a while, and then I did seek out my brother and apologize to him, and we all sat down quietly for lunch, and nothing else was ever said about this, until now, in this small essay; but the thought occurs to me that in a lot of ways I have been sitting on that bed ever since, pondering the way lies come so easily to our lips and spin so easily out of our ostensible control, and stab the innocent, and dilute respect, and poison love, and tear at what we so much wish to be, which is honest and gracious and reverent.

A little later my dad came in and sat down on the edge of the bed and said quietly that we should have a conversation about Sunday Mass, and probably I was now old enough to make my own decisions about attending Mass, that he and my mother did not think it right or fair to force that decision on us children, that we needed to find our own ways spiritually, and that while he and our mother very much hoped that we would walk in the many rewarding paths of the Church, the final decision there would be ours alone, each obeying his own conscience; that was only right and fair, and to decree attendance now would perhaps actually force us away from the very thing that he and my mother found to be the most nutritious spiritual food; so perhaps you and I and your mother can sit and discuss this later this afternoon, he said, and come to some amicable agreement.

I've started this bad habit of watching multiple episodes of Grey's Anatomy while «packing» which really just culminates with me sitting on my bed watching the show and doing absolutely no packing at all...

I find no joy in firing up the stove first thing in the morning while the boys wrestle — literally — their way into the washroom amid constant reminders to BDT (make bed, put on deodorant, and brush teeth) after showering.

Normally I'm an all chocolate kinda girl, but there's something about this roasted berry purple goodness that has me wanting to snack on it in bed, or on the couch, while I'm watching The Killing, and texting about my moth problem.

It will call to you from the refrigerator while you fiddle with your stir - fry for dinner; it will entice you while you recline on the couch to watch your soap opera; it will torment you as you slog through another session on the treadmill; it will whisper to you while you lie in bed and think about what to write in tomorrow's blog post.

If her kitchen is cold, I wonder if she would be able to form the loaf before she went to bed and allow it to rise on the counter while she slept?