Friday, July 9, 2010
Same Word, Different Meaning
I love how a sacrifice isn't a sacrifice because it's for your children. Just like any parent, I would do anything for my children, and I don't see anything as a sacrifice when it's for them. I could write a very, very long post about all the "sacrifices" that have been made in the past 2 years but what mother has time for that? Instead I will highlight on a couple that stick out the most. One was when I was pregnant with Scott. We live in a 2 bedroom house that is big for a 2 bedroom house so my wonderful husband did a little remodeling and now we have a 3 bedroom house. With this change came "musical rooms". Our oldest son now has the biggest bedroom (it's also the playroom), our youngest as the second biggest bedroom, and my husband & I have the smallest. This "sacrifice" made me so proud and a very happy mommy giving my boys the best and giving up our big bedroom for a very small one. The second "sacrifice" is the most recent, and I will admit the hardest. But it is for my baby boy so I will gladly do it. I am a breastfeeding mommy and my baby is very spitty. I have been unsuccessful at determining what food I eat that makes him the most spitty, until now. I think I have finally figured it out so I am giving it a 2 week trail to be sure. I am cutting out of my diet for my little boy sweets (my poor sweet tooth is already having a hard time) and dairy (mainly cheese, which I LOVE). Most would say just give the baby formula, don't make that sacrifice. But giving up these foods is no hesitation for me. It's not a sacrifice, it's for my baby who I will breastfeed until he's at least 13 months old giving him the best I possibly can. I don't call it a sacrifice, I call it unconditional love.
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