It is beyond imagination the magnitude of atrocities mothers commit to do away with their unwanted babies. Most likely than not, they love their babies. As it often happens, what one wishes may not be feasible, especially in this case, bearing the responsibility of bringing up a baby. Their resources are terribly limited. In their frustration and hopelessness, they do not fancy rearing their babies within the unpredictable and invariably hostile vicissitudes of life that manipulate their own lives. In spite of themselves, they lack the courage to smother life out of their beloved babies. With what could only have been the uttermost agony, they throw away the precious packet in a nonchalant manner so as not to attract attention to themselves. Most likely, the particular mother would stand far off, praying that her baby would be found and saved just in time. If the baby was discovered and saved, with a heavy heart and tear-filled eyes, she would wish her baby good luck and a quality of life better than she could ever provide. That was what Moses