Sunday, May 4, 2008

The sacrifices Mommies make....

Mommies make all kinds of sacrifices for their children.

They buy their kids things and do without, they feed their kids first and rarely get a warm meal, you get the picture...

Some moms make sacrifices that other moms don't. Some moms sacrifice staying at home and work to keep up with all the bills. Other moms, like me, sacrifice working to stay at home with their children because it is the best thing for their family.

Moms are these amazing people that you truly don't quite grasp until you become one.

I've been thinking about mothers lately with Mother's Day coming up and the things mothers do that often go unnoticed. Little things that nobody notices until they are all of a sudden not done.

Last week, I thought I was making a sacrifice, not really for my family, but more for my mental health. And in a way, I did. I spent hours at Central Middle School for cheer tryouts which was a blast but also exhausting.

During the days, I still had all my regular things to do plus a few extra. Instead, Ansleigh and I mostly napped last week (during the day) and all of my stuff I needed to do went undone.

My sacrifice was not noble. My sacrifice wasn't even motherly. I sacrificed my home duties for sleep and fun and you know what....

It was worth every minute of it! :o)

Yes, I'll have to do all that stuff and then some this week, but who cares? For a week, I had a life outside of this house. The laundry, dishes, dust, and grocery shopping will all still be here waiting for me and I'd be doing it again this week even if I had done it last week. I took naps, played with my kid, ate out EVERY NIGHT, and spent time being myself again.

I'm slowly but surely merging who I used to be with the new mommy side of me.

This weekend, Mommy's heart isn't guilty, but proud. :o)

Thursday, May 1, 2008


Yesterday, Carrie & Faith Mace were sweet enough to watch Ansleigh for me while I ran a few errands. While I was out and about, I made a pit-stop into a children's boutique (it actually was one of my errands).

I walked in and began looking around when the well-meaning sales woman walked up to me and asked me when I was due.

Yes, you read that correctly. Now I realize that I am not a size two anymore but SERIOUSLY????

I know she meant well, but I pretty much wanted to crawl in a hole and die. It seems like I've been losing the baby weight but maybe not.

Do I really still look pregnant?

Needless to say, I told her I had a baby 4 months ago, and that I was shopping for a friend. The poor girl stalked me around the store for 20 minutes trying to show me EVERYTHING I could buy. She was a sweet lady and really was just trying to help, but before it was over with, I really wanted to strangle her!

Mommy's heart is wounded.