Each pregnancy alters your body irrevocably. And we don’t mean the stretch marks or the scars. We mean the forever-changed DNA. Ask any new mother and she’ll list out a litany of things that are now different for her. Like a forgetful mommy brain that, according to science, makes the mother-child bond stronger.
We at Bright Side salute all moms and believe that they are real-life superheroes. To honor all mothers, we found some mommy facts proving there’s nothing like a mother’s love. Or the science behind it.
1. Motherhood changes you, and your DNA.
A chimera is a legendary beast made of different animals. And we are likening mothers to chimeras because every child that a mother carries leaves their DNA inside her. Basically, fetal cells enter a mother’s bloodstream and stay in her body forever. Researchers allege that these cells can affect the mother both positively and negatively. On one hand, it can speed up healing but on the flip side, it can increase the risk of cancer.
So when they say motherhood changes you, it does so at an elemental level as well. Jennifer Garner’s stunning countenance reflects just that.
2. The baby can taste what their mother eats.
Studies show that what a mother eats flavors the amniotic fluid. Something a baby gulps down several times a day. Basically, a baby can taste what their mother eats from within the womb.
A study showed that infants whose mothers ate carrots while pregnant seemed to enjoy cereal prepared with carrot juice more than others. So if you want to develop your baby’s palate for healthy, crunchy veggies, chow down on them while you are pregnant.
3. Kissing babies is more “healing” than we think.
Any new mom will tell you that the urge to kiss a newborn is intense. It’s innate and biological in nature. And science says that when mothers kiss their babies, it’s not just love, it’s medicine.
A mother’s body samples the pathogens found on the baby’s face, and more magic happens within her own body. Especially to her breastmilk, the main source of nutrition and immunity for the baby.
4. Pregnant women make enormous amounts of estrogen.
Pregnancy sends a woman’s body into overdrive. The uterus expands to 500 times its normal size and then shrinks back after birth. The blood volume increases and to tackle that, the heart expands a little too.
And it’s not just this, a woman makes more estrogen in a single pregnancy than she would in her whole lifetime if she never got pregnant. There’s a reason why women are exhausted when expecting and need sleep and rest for a healthy delivery and recovery.
5. A mother’s smile is near magical.
Moms are near magic, and so is their smile or affection. While you need your mother at all ages, it’s the helpless infant who is most dependent on their mom.
Studies show that when mothers smile, coo, and show affection to their babies, their heartbeats synchronize into the same beat. So if a baby is distressed, it calms them down. This is the reason why newborns need mothers the most when they are fussy and refuse to be calmed down by other family members.
6. Carrying boys can make you more nauseous.
There’s a reason why little boys are made of “snips and snails and puppy dog tails” or so goes the nursery rhyme. This is because mothers who carry boys are more likely to be nauseous in the first and second trimesters, a study shows.
This is not to say that women expecting girls cannot have morning sickness or that all women who carry boys have more nausea. It’s just that if you are expecting a boy, chances are you may experience more nausea or food aversions.
7. Babies name their mamas.
“Mom, mama, mummy, mamma, ammi, ma, me, emi, mimi.” There’s a pattern in the name for mother in all languages and this is because the “em” sounds are usually the first vocalization for a baby. It’s also the easiest sound a baby can make while babbling. And so it’s our babies who name us and call us mamas.
8. The mommy brain fog is very real.
If you see new moms looking lost, there’s a scientific reason for this. Each pregnancy affects a woman’s brain and makes her lose gray matter. The effects last for around 2 years. Science says that this temporary bewilderment makes mothers closer to their babies as well.
That said, the gray matter regenerates and any confusion or forgetfulness is passing. The bond between a mother and her child is permanent.
9. A mother’s voice is as soothing as a hug.
A study has shown that a mother’s voice, even on the telephone, is as calming as a hug. Researchers introduced stress to a group of girls and then had 1/3 of them hug their mothers, another 1/3 of them talk to their mothers, and 1/3 watched an emotionally neutral film. The girls who spoke to their mothers calmed down much faster, just like those who hugged.
This proves that if you are under stress, your mother’s voice can flood oxytocin into your bloodstream, making you feel better. And we think Jennifer Garner already knows that, pictured here with her mother.
10. Babies can cry in the womb.
The baby’s first cry is not post-birth, rather studies now show that they can express displeasure inside the womb. This can happen as early as 28 weeks gestation.
Researchers played low-decibel sounds on the mother’s belly and could see that the baby opened their mouth and exhibited crying-like behavior. But it’s a silent cry. Researchers also added that this in-vitro crying was nothing the mother should worry about.
11. Pregnancies leave women vulnerable to tooth decay.
Pregnant women are at risk for tooth decay and there are many reasons why. The changes in diet due to cravings may give some women a sweet tooth and the hormones that cause nausea, meaning more acidity on your mouth, to mention a few. This leads to gum disease and decay.
A simple way to prevent it all is by making oral health a priority, especially when you are pregnant.
12. The earliest milk bottle use came to be 7,000 years ago.
As it turns out, the breast/bottle debate is prehistoric. And mamas back then were pretty innovative too. Researchers have found little clay vessels, some shaped into mythical animals with hands and feet, with milk residue in them.
The earliest of them date back to 7,000 years ago and have been identified as prehistoric feeding bottles for babies. The dairy residue has been identified as breastmilk and milk from a cow, sheep, or goat.
13. The Ice Age made human breast milk more nutritious.
Human beings need sunlight to survive because our bodies only synthesize vitamin D in the sun. Allegedly, the last Ice Age should have wiped us out because newborns were not getting any vitamin D, considering the intense cold and lack of sunshine.
Scientists believe that a genetic tweak happened and mothers could transmit vitamin D and essential fatty acids to their newborn babies, and this may have ensured human survival.
14. Pregnancies can be contagious.
A study of more than 30,000 women conducted in Germany has indicated that pregnancy is contagious. It spreads from woman to woman in workplaces, in an endearing way. The results stated that “in the year after a colleague gives birth, transition rates to first pregnancies double.”
So if you are in the workplace and someone is pregnant, expect more pregnancies to pop up.
15. Most mammal moms carry their babies on the left.
Human mothers and even some mammal mamas cradle their babies on the left side of their bodies, closer to their heart. This is irrespective of a left-handed or right-handed mom. Science says that all the sensory information that comes from the left side of the body is processed on the right side of the brain.
The right side is where all the emotions are. And surprisingly enough, babies prefer to keep their moms on their left side as well, so it works for both mom and babe.
Bonus: Celebrity moms speak about motherhood.
Rosie Huntington-Whiteley
“I did start to feel this new sense of life. And now my confidence is so much greater.”
Lauren Burnham Luyendyk
“Breastfeeding is one of the hardest things I’ve ever done. I’m in awe of the ladies that make it look so effortless, and even the ones who don’t, you are superheroes.”
Do you have any other experiences as a child or a mother that show us that moms are actual superhumans? Share your motherhood stories with us and spread the joy.
Please note: This article was updated in June 2022 to correct source material and factual inaccuracies.
Preview photo credit laurenluyendyk / Instagram
Man Receives an Anonymous Package on the 1st Anniversary of His Wife’s Death—He Bursts Into Tears Upon Opening It
On the first anniversary of his wife’s passing, Samuel answered an unexpected knock at the door. The anonymous package he received held a mysterious blue scarf and a heartfelt note from his late wife that would reveal a deeply personal secret.
Samuel sat at the coffee table, his hands wrapped around a mug of coffee that had long gone cold. The morning sun filtered through the blinds, painting soft lines on the floor.
A serious man drinking coffee | Source: Midjourney
Before him lay a photograph of him and Stephanie on their wedding day. Her smile lit up the picture, just as it had lit up his life.
He picked up the photo and stared at it, his fingers brushing the frame. “It’s been a year, Steph,” he whispered. “Feels like yesterday. Feels like forever.”
A middle-aged couple on their wedding day | Source: Midjourney
The house was quiet, save for the occasional creak of the old floorboards. Samuel sighed, setting the picture back down. The silence had become his constant companion. It wasn’t comforting. It was loud, echoing every memory and missed moment.
He leaned back, rubbing his temples. “I’m trying to move on,” he muttered, though he wasn’t sure who he was talking to. “But it’s hard, Steph. So damn hard.”
A sad man looking at the photo | Source: Pexels
Just then, a knock at the door jolted him from his thoughts.
“Who on earth…” he mumbled, pushing himself up from the chair. He shuffled toward the door, his heart heavy with reluctance.
When he opened it, a young delivery man stood there, holding a plain brown package.
“Samuel?” the man asked, tilting his head.
“Yeah,” Samuel replied, his brow furrowing.
A delivery person | Source: Freepik
“This is for you. Anonymous sender.”
Samuel hesitated, then reached out to take the package. “Thanks.”
The delivery man gave a polite nod. “Have a good day, sir.”
Samuel closed the door and stood there for a moment, staring at the package. It wasn’t large, but it was heavy enough to pique his curiosity.
A man looking at a package in his hands | Source: Midjourney
“What is this?” he muttered, carrying it back to the table. He sat down and ran his fingers over the paper, his heart picking up speed. Carefully, he peeled away the wrapping.
Inside was a long, soft, blue scarf. Samuel held it up, letting it unfold. The fabric felt warm against his skin, and the intricate patterns caught his eye.
“What in the world…” he murmured.
A blue scarf in a box | Source: Midjourney
As he examined it, a small envelope fell out. His hands shook as he picked it up. He knew that handwriting.
“No,” he whispered, his voice breaking. He opened the envelope and pulled out a letter.
“My dear Sam,
When we married, I wanted to make something special for you, something that would grow as our love did. Every time you told me you loved me, I knitted a row of a scarf. I wanted you to know that with every word, my heart grew, too.”
A woman knitting a scarf | Source: Midjourney
“What… how long is this?” Samuel muttered to himself.
Setting the letter aside, he gently picked up the scarf, stretching it out to its full length. He began to count the rows, his voice barely above a whisper.
“One… two… three…”
A man with a blue scar | Source: Midjourney
The rhythm of the numbers steadied him, pulling him into a trance. He counted every row, his mind filling with memories of the times he had told Stephanie he loved her. Over coffee in the morning. Before falling asleep at night. During a quiet walk in the park. In moments of laughter, and in moments of tears.
“…fifty-seven, fifty-eight, fifty-nine…”
A happy couple in their living room | Source: Midjourney
The numbers climbed higher, and with each one, Samuel felt his chest tighten. His fingers brushed over the stitches as he continued counting.
When he finally reached the end, he sat back, his voice shaking. “A thousand… over a thousand rows.”
He pressed the scarf against his chest, his heart aching. Each row represented a moment between them, a declaration of love that she had captured forever in the fabric.
A man clutching a scarf in his hands | Source: Midjourney
But then, he noticed something strange. Near one end, the stitches changed. They were tighter, smaller, as though rushed. Samuel squinted, leaning closer. Woven into the fabric in faint white thread were the words:
“Look at the back of my drawer in our bedroom.”
Samuel’s heart pounded. His breath quickened. He looked toward the hallway, where their bedroom waited.
A serious man looking to his side | Source: Midjourney
“Steph,” he whispered again, gripping the scarf tightly.
And then he stood, the scarf draped over his arm, and began to walk.
Samuel stopped just outside the bedroom door. His hand touched the doorknob, his heart pounding like a drum.
A half-open door with a glass doorknob | Source: Pexels
The room smelled faintly of lavender, her favorite scent. The sunlight streamed through the curtains, illuminating everything she had left behind. Samuel’s eyes settled on the bedside table, her drawer.
He moved toward it slowly, his fingers trembling as he reached out. “Back of the drawer,” he murmured, repeating her words.
A man looking though his bedroom drawer | Source: Midjourney
The drawer slid open with a soft creak. It was filled with little things—her favorite lotion, an old paperback novel, a small box of jewelry. But as he reached toward the back, his fingers brushed against something unfamiliar.
It was an envelope. His name was written on it in Stephanie’s elegant handwriting.
Samuel sat down on the bed, holding the envelope in his hands. He hesitated, feeling the weight of whatever lay inside. Finally, he opened it.
A man reading a letter on his bed | Source: Midjourney
“Sam,
I know you’re wondering why I had to leave you so soon. Life can be cruel like that. But there’s something you need to know—something I couldn’t tell you before I left.
I was pregnant.
We were going to have a baby, Sam.”
A serious woman writing a letter | Source: Midjourney
Samuel’s hands shook as he read the words. He stopped and pressed the letter to his chest, his tears spilling freely.
“Oh, Steph,” he whispered, his voice breaking.
He continued reading.
A man reading a letter | Source: Midjourney
“I found out just weeks before my diagnosis. The doctors said the treatments would harm the baby, but I couldn’t bear the thought of leaving you alone. So, I chose the treatments. I chose to fight, for us. But in the end, it wasn’t enough.
I’m so sorry I didn’t tell you. I didn’t want you to carry that burden. But I hope you can forgive me and know that my choice came from love. You gave me the happiest years of my life, and I wanted to give us a chance at more.”
A sad woman rereading her letter | Source: Midjourney
Samuel sat on the edge of the bed, the scarf still draped across his lap. He stared at Stephanie’s letter, her words echoing in his mind.
I was pregnant.
A devastated man holding a letter | Source: Midjourney
The revelation hit him like a wave, pulling him under. He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees, his hands covering his face. The grief swelled, but this time it wasn’t the hollow ache he had carried for a year. It was sharper, layered with love and loss, raw and undeniable.
“She chose me,” he whispered, his voice trembling. “She always chose me.”
A crying middle-aged man holding a photo | Source: Pexels
The scarf, now folded neatly in his lap, seemed heavier than before. Samuel ran his fingers over it, feeling the texture, the time, the care.
“You never stopped loving me, not even at the end,” he murmured.
A man with a blue scarf on his lap | Source: Midjourney
The weight of her sacrifice and the life they could have had together pressed down on him, but beneath it was a flicker of something else. Gratitude. Gratitude for the love they had shared, for the moments she had fought to give him.
Samuel stood, clutching the scarf to his chest. He walked to the window and looked out at the world beyond the glass. The sunlight seemed a little brighter, the air a little lighter.
A man in front of his window | Source: Midjourney
He unfolded the scarf and wrapped it around his neck, the soft fabric brushing against his skin. It felt like a hug, a reminder that Stephanie was still with him in some way.
“I’ll keep my promise, Steph,” he said quietly. “I’ll live. I’ll love. I’ll find joy again for both of us.”
The words felt heavy, but they also felt right.
A smiling man in a blue scarf | Source: Midjourney
Samuel turned back to the bedroom. He picked up the letter and carefully tucked it back into the envelope. He placed it in the drawer where he’d found it, next to her favorite book. It wasn’t a farewell—it was a way of keeping her close while letting himself move forward.
Back in the living room, he glanced at the photograph on the table. Her wide smile and her warm eyes were urging him on.
A smiling woman in her garden | Source: Midjourney
Samuel picked up the picture frame and held it for a moment. “Thank you, Steph,” he whispered. “For everything.”
The house felt different now. The silence wasn’t as oppressive; it was calmer, almost comforting. Samuel knew there would still be hard days ahead, moments when the loss would feel fresh and sharp. But for the first time in a year, he felt something else: the possibility of healing.
A smiling man in his living room | Source: Midjourney
He walked to the front door, opening it wide. The crisp morning air greeted him, carrying the faint scent of blooming flowers. He stepped outside, the scarf snug around his neck, and looked up at the sky.
“I love you, Steph,” he said softly, his voice carried away by the wind.
And as he stood there, bathed in the sunlight, Samuel felt something he hadn’t felt in a long time: hope.
A smiling man standing on his porch | Source: Midjourney
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