Sentences with phrase «with baby in your arms»

Picture the old man with the baby in his arms He stands chuckling with giddy joy, or perhaps he gazes with streaming tears on his cheeks, or is lost in transfixed wonder; in whatever way, he is so very happy.

So you may find yourself, for hours a night sometimes, with your baby in your arms, walking or standing while you sway side - to - side.

Hopeful that we will get to leave the hospital with a baby in our arms.

It's crazy to think that after all the heart break, tears, waiting, hope, and never giving up, we may be lucky enough to leave the hospital with a baby in our arms.

If you have a newborn who can still sleep anywhere, it won't matter what time you go; just bring in your car seat, stroller, or portable baby seat for him or her to sleep in, unless you're comfortable and practiced at having a meal with baby in your arms.

But what many mothers will do instead is a workout with their baby in their arms.

And this may not sound like something very important, but after spending hours in pain, the last thing a mother with her baby in her arms should think about is everything she needs to organize, wash and clean.

Enjoy your quiet Valentine's day together Just think, next year you'll be celebrating it with baby in your arms!

While trying to keep her baby happy — and save her sanity — is certainly commendable, eating and / or drinking with a baby in arms isn't a good idea.

I think the unfold is a little tricky with the baby in my arms, but I've seen others manage it, so maybe I just haven't challenged myself enough to master it yet!

When you think about becoming parents, you usually think about the positives: the cute baby sounds, how sexy your partner will look with a baby in their arms, the morning cuddles with you all in the bed.

Do I really enjoy a mad dash from the house with baby in arms, toddler not wanting to leave the house, eldest moseying around as if time is of no concern whilst I desperately seek out my keys and remember all the lunch boxes?

It is a glorious moment to leave the hospital with your baby in your arms, and soon you'll be on your way home!

Then I pictured doing everything with a baby in my arms or in a wrap snuggled against my chest.

Take a seat with baby in your arms and glide to tranquility.

Have a seat with baby in your arms and enjoy the tranquil glide.

Take a seat with baby in your arms and enjoy the generous size of cushions with thick padding and softness of the fabric that can be spot cleaned to keep the crisp fresh look.

Have a seat with baby in your arms and enjoy the all - around support of length, width and padding.

Go for a walk, push a stroller, jump on an elliptical, take an exercise class or dance around the house with your baby in your arms.

Sit in a comfortable position with your baby in your arms, tummy - to - tummy.

Take a seat with baby in your arms, put your feet up on the wide padded ottoman and enjoy the tranquil glide of ball bearings.

The Hoop glider gives you the support you need while seated with baby in your arms.

But then, a few months later, with your baby in your arms, you're in the same position.

But then, a few months later, with your baby in your arms, you're in t...

And then I'd awake up an hour later in horror, realizing that I had fallen asleep unintentionally with the baby in my arms.

I honestly feared that I was so tired I would fall asleep in a dangerous way — driving, with the baby in my arms.

Try to do constant movements like swaying from side to side, dancing or quick walking with your baby in the arms.

I met my nurse, took my pain medication and settled into the world's comfiest bed with baby in my arms.

Sit down with baby in your arms, rest your head on the tall back, relax your feet on the wide ottoman and enjoy the glide.

Glide to contentment with baby in your arms.

The catches on the frame for adjusting the height are simply not easy to manage and nearly impossible to do so with a baby in your arms.

With excellent posture you can rebuild your strength and put less strain on your body with baby in your arms.

While your giant jogging stroller may be a comfortable option for walking around the parks, folding it up to load it onto a crowded shuttle with a baby in arms can be really tough.

I walked out of the hospital with a baby in my arms and we put her in a warm truck at the door.

Sit down with baby in your arms, rest your head on the tall back and relax your feet on the wide ottoman and glide to your comfort zone.

Have a seat with baby in your arms and glide to tranquility with feet up on the extra wide ottoman.

Enjoy moving, strengthening and stretching your body while baby plays or with baby in your arms This class is open to any of baby's caregivers, including dads and grandparents.

Runner - up goes to Gyllenhaal, who completes her phone call while operating a washer with a baby in each arm.

The Mazda5 is the only MAV in the C - segment with two sliding rear doors, each with an impressive door opening width of 700 mm, which allows you to enter the vehicle with a baby in your arms.

Choose a quiet room, and sit down with the baby in your arms.

Not exact matches

There was a baby in the crib with lines running from its arms and legs that ran to a set of levers on the wall, and standing there was an evil - looking clown throwing the switches.»

In the guise of a tiny baby in its mother's arms, obeying the great laws of birth and infancy, you came, Lord Jesus, to dwell in my infant - soul; and then, as you re-enacted in me — and in so doing extended the range of — your growth through the Church, that same humanity which once was born and dwelt in Palestine began now to spread out gradually everywhere like an iridescence of unnumbered hues through which, without destroying anything, your presence penetrated — and endued with supervitality — every other presence about mIn the guise of a tiny baby in its mother's arms, obeying the great laws of birth and infancy, you came, Lord Jesus, to dwell in my infant - soul; and then, as you re-enacted in me — and in so doing extended the range of — your growth through the Church, that same humanity which once was born and dwelt in Palestine began now to spread out gradually everywhere like an iridescence of unnumbered hues through which, without destroying anything, your presence penetrated — and endued with supervitality — every other presence about min its mother's arms, obeying the great laws of birth and infancy, you came, Lord Jesus, to dwell in my infant - soul; and then, as you re-enacted in me — and in so doing extended the range of — your growth through the Church, that same humanity which once was born and dwelt in Palestine began now to spread out gradually everywhere like an iridescence of unnumbered hues through which, without destroying anything, your presence penetrated — and endued with supervitality — every other presence about min my infant - soul; and then, as you re-enacted in me — and in so doing extended the range of — your growth through the Church, that same humanity which once was born and dwelt in Palestine began now to spread out gradually everywhere like an iridescence of unnumbered hues through which, without destroying anything, your presence penetrated — and endued with supervitality — every other presence about min me — and in so doing extended the range of — your growth through the Church, that same humanity which once was born and dwelt in Palestine began now to spread out gradually everywhere like an iridescence of unnumbered hues through which, without destroying anything, your presence penetrated — and endued with supervitality — every other presence about min so doing extended the range of — your growth through the Church, that same humanity which once was born and dwelt in Palestine began now to spread out gradually everywhere like an iridescence of unnumbered hues through which, without destroying anything, your presence penetrated — and endued with supervitality — every other presence about min Palestine began now to spread out gradually everywhere like an iridescence of unnumbered hues through which, without destroying anything, your presence penetrated — and endued with supervitality — every other presence about me.

And just at that time, we can imagine Mary and Joseph and their friends and family gathering together with an eight - day - old baby Jesus in their arms for the circumcision and naming ceremony.

Before you start any of your usual self - righteous hissy fits, look at ALL the 8 methods of abortion in detail — in technicolour, and tell me those bodies with heads, legs, arms and features are NOT babies.

I will remember how the sun came through the windows and the babies slept with their arms flung up over their heads, in complete abandoned vulnerability.

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.

If what you interpret Paul as saying is that before creating all the myriad galaxies and star systems God decided that They would put some humans on the third planet from an insignificant star on a little arm of a middling galaxy and that the first hominids chosen role would be to perform pretty much to spec and do something silly and rebellious (arguably without sufficient information as to consequences for themselves and their off spring, oh, and for serpents) and cause affront to the tripartite godhead warranting separation of Gods grace from all their offspring; then we are left with people being chosen from way back before the Big Bang to do some terrible things like killing babies or betraying Jesus who was chosen on the same non date (time didn't exist before creation) to die in a fairly nasty fashion and thereby appease the righteous wrath of himself and his fellow Trinitarians by paying a penalty as a substitute for all future sins (of believers?)

I don't dance often, just around my dining room, with a laughing baby in my tired arms, tinies swirling and twirling through the furniture, sometimes I dance at the grocery store, as I push the heavy cart.

I loved the songs we sang loud and I loved the sight of the tinies standing on risers, flinging their arms around with the action songs, beside their friends, I loved my baby in my arms, and I loved us all in some supernatural thing of wholeness and connection.

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.