Before I had Alex, I thought I knew what people meant when they talked about the sacrifice of a parent. I figured it meant time, patience, sleep, love, and so much more. And all of that is true but in my opinion, none of that is sacrifice. Those are all things I am more than willing to give to both of our kids.
However, recently I have learned the true meaning of a parent's sacrifice. Not too long ago Alex got into the pantry and found the stash of candy we keep in there. Of all the many things in that bucket he came out with the one package I would have never guessed. A little purple package of Cadbury chocolate eggs. Mommy's chocolate eggs. The only candy you can buy once a year. The only candy I crave and therefore ration as best as I can after Easter. But when those big blue eyes looked up at me and he said "mommy peas..." I was a goner. And that is when I learned the true meaning of sacrifice.
It continues just about every night when he decides the food on my plate is so much better than the exact same food on his plate and insists on eating mine. But if he tries something he doesn't like, before I can stop him, he spits it right back out, onto my plate, into the food I am eating. That is also sacrifice.
And I am sure over the years to come I will find many more examples of the "true" meaning of sacrifice as a mother...
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