Between Mom and Me: A Mother and Son Keepsake Journal

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Every mother hopes that her daughter will marry a better man than she did and is convinced that her son will never find a wife as good as his father did.”— Martin Andersen-Nexo It doesn’t matter how old a son is. Even when he is big and strong, he is always a small boy for his mother.”— Unknown

My mother carried me for ten months. I asked her ‘Mother, you had an extra month, why you didn’t make me a beautiful face?’ And mother told me, ‘My son, I was busy making your beautiful hands and heart.’”— Mstislav Rostropovich A mother is she who can take the place of all others but whose place no one else can take.”— Cardinal Mermillod Excuse me, Mom," Brent said, sliding past me on my left. His hand touched my shoulder as he passed, and he was gone. I let out a frustrated breath; I hadn't overtly said or done anything to encourage him. I couldn't be upset that Brent didn't know what I wanted. The new novel featuring homicide detective Eve Dallas from the #1 New York Times bestselling author of Devoted in Death.

I spent a lifetime being small for those closest to me, but this is not the woman my son will know.”— Jewel Yet now in my arms, I was holding a helpless baby boy who would grow into a man—I cannot imagine that soft little face one day having whiskers.”— Rhonda Stoppe Rouleau was arrested, and initially denied raping her son – only to later admit the sex crime, the Times Record News reported. The alleged pedophile is also said to have told a neighbor what she had done. No man succeeds without a good woman behind him. Wife or mother, if it is both, he is twice blessed indeed.”— Godfrey Winn

My mother is my root, my foundation. She planted the seed that I base my life on, and that is the belief that the ability to achieve starts in your mind.”— Michael Jordan

Sometimes the strength of motherhood is greater than natural laws.”— Barbara Kingsolver, Homeland and Other Stories You don't think?" I asked, turning around. "What about my ass? Is it flabby?" I knew my bottom was only inches from his face. My son had been right; I did love having him look at me. You don’t raise heroes, you raise sons, and if you treat them like sons, they’ll turn out to be heroes, even if it’s just in your eyes.”— Walter M. Schirra, Jr.