The Last Bite
Written by: Haley Provost
My mom would always give us her last bite of something if we asked for it. It didn’t matter if it was the best dessert (that would be peanut butter cup cheesecake from The Cheesecake Factory, in my humble opinion…). She did it without a blink of her eye or as much as a sigh of annoyance; she just willingly did because we asked.
I can honestly not think of a single event that my mom missed while I was in high school. And let me tell you, I was the type of person who thought I needed to be involved in EVERYTHING. Did I mention that she worked third shift every single night? I currently work night shift as a nurse, but I only work a few nights every couple of weeks. And I am utterly exhausted after those nights. I honestly don’t know how she even functioned!
Just last week my mom insisted I go to my sons’ baseball games alone while she drove an hour to stay at my house to watch my busy, never-stops-moving two-year-old. It was the first time I was able to actually watch a game, and it was amazing.
Isn’t this what we do though as moms? We make sacrifices. And we do it daily. Growing up, I never fully understood this sacrifice. I always appreciated my mom, but I didn’t actually get it until I became a mother myself. But those sacrifices are not always easy. It could mean working full-time to provide for the needs and wants of your kids. Or maybe it means passing up that dream job to stay home with your babies. Or foregoing coveted sleep to wash the 5th load of laundry for the day because that uniform doesn’t wash itself for tomorrow’s game. Maybe your sacrifice is giving up your precious baby for adoption because you know it is the best way to give him the future you yearn for him to have someday.
Whatever the sacrifice is, I just want to encourage you to press on. There is absolutely nothing I wouldn’t do for my three sweet babies. But wow, some days it is tough! Honestly, there are some days when I want to wave the white flag of surrender and go do whatever I WANT. I want some magic fairy to come clean my entire house and cook my family dinner, while every event on our calendar is erased and I go shopping with my best friend…followed by that peanut butter cup cheesecake and a good chick flick. When you feel worn out from the daily sacrifices, when you feel under-appreciated, when you feel like giving up…remember that it is all worth it. Someday, the children will be grown and the laundry loads will be scarce, the calendar will be bare, and my kids will finally get it. And I will know it was all worth it. And I may even miss those loads of laundry. Maybe.
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