Sacrifice

As a mom I sacrifice a lot for Emma... And this weekend with all my girly hormones I may have acted irrationally... The whole family went shooting while I stayed home with Emma. I wasn't upset I was home with Emma because we always have a good time and she was ultra cuddly that day, but rather I was upset that I was the only one who has never shot a gun yet I was the one home. I was upset that all that was talked about the rest of the day/weekend was shooting yet I was left out of the conversation because I wasn't there and I couldn't relate because I have never shot a gun. I was left out and grumpy and I think that was ultimately what was making me mad... Not that I was with Emma.

With Emma being 2 and a half I am no stranger to sacrifice. I sacrificed my tiny body for 9 months, I sacrificed my boobs while breast feeding and now after stopping they are way small... I have sacrificed sleep for 2 and a half years and I have sacrificed eating warm dinners. I have recently sacrificed taking long, hot showers alone...Emma loves to take showers with me and we sing rainbow connection the whole time while I hurry to shave and wash my self in between dancing with her.

I am sacrificing staying at home to go to work part time. I sacrifice a lot and sometimes forget to see I am not the only one making sacrifices. 

Brian takes shifts with me on rough nights with Emma so I can get some shut eye. He goes to work full time when he would much rather be with Emma (because let's face it she is the cutest and who wouldn't want to be with her). He sacrifices boy time with his buddies to just be with his girls at home. He is now going back to school for his masters and that is a huge sacrifice. I am grateful for him and all he does for our little family.