He considers me just a uterus with legs.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I haven't yet met a woman who told me, 'I wish I had shorter legs.'
In the pregnancy process I have come to realize how much of the burden is on the female partner. She's got a construction zone going on in her belly.
You don't even want to look in the mirror after you've had a baby, because your stomach is just hanging there like a Shar-Pei.
He who does not mind his belly, will hardly mind anything else.
Someone told me that having a baby is like having your heart walking around outside of your body, and I didn't understand it until I had a baby. Now, like, everything he does literally crushes my heart. In a great way. And then if he's in pain, it's like my whole endeavor is to make sure he's not in pain.
I've kind of got a rebellious bone. I think I came out of the womb like that.
My husband is everything to me and without him it's just not the same.
My body is a baby machine.
This is the very womb and bed of enormity.
By nature, I was a little guy with big legs - a stocky lad.