A child, thought Carl, is not the only result of childbirth. A mother, too, is born. You see them every day—nondescript women with a bulge just above the groin, slightly double-chinned. Perpetually forty. Someone's mother, you think. There is a child somewhere who has made this woman into a mother, and for the sake of the child she has altered her appearance to better play the part.
Then We Came to the End: A Novel (ed. Little, Brown, 2007) - ISBN: 9780759572287