Moms Make Adjustments

So, its been a period of adjusting and there's more to come.  One day one of my teenagers does not want to wear the dozens of basketball shorts we have bought over the last year and he needs a new wardrobe.  He outgrows his shoes before they get a chance to be worn out.  Its great to see your kids change and grow as they develop a clearer sense of self, but it isn't cheap.  As I am still trying to lose weight and I am trying to re-use old clothes I kept from my smaller days but it seems I need to lose 5 more pounds before anything in the next box will fit.  It can be difficult to maintain a professional look while your body is constantly changing, but buying a new wardrobe every month is not the answer either. 


It was just Mother's Day yesterday and I spent it with my grandmother, my mom and my sister.  As moms we make sacrifices for our children.  We no longer live our lives just for ourselves once we become parents.  We have to make a few adjustments from how we sleep and eat, to when we get to do hobbies and workout, and when it comes to our jobs.  Sometimes the kids get the short end of the stick, but there is only so much time in the day and those new shoes won't just show up on the doorstep when you need them, now will they?


One thing we tell ourselves as parents is that our sacrifice will be worth it in the end.  Will it?  If your kids turn out the way you hoped is that the payoff?  What if they choose a different path, does that mean you have failed?  Many species are content just to give birth to the next generation and their work is done.  Maybe placing our own satisfaction in the hands of our children is unrealistic.  We do the best we can to raise our children and maybe that should be enough.  I am not saying you can't have hopes and dreams for your children's futures, but don't base your worth and happiness on those hopes and dreams coming true.


So here's to the moms who make adjustments everyday and get little in return except the satisfaction of a job well done, with what you had and what you knew at the time.  Its all anyone can ask of us. 


Moms move mountains sometimes millimeters at a time.