Motherhood and Sacrifices

I've had to tend to my mum, as of a child. The everyday calls, with the debit alerts that follow. The health checks and the random gists.

Brings to my memory when I was a child and always run to her for everything I needed and how she provided ASAP.

What I didn't know was that in those swift response to my needs, was a denial of herself some material things just so I can be happy.
In those 3-4sq meal was extra hours of working in more than one job.

And for everytime she had to measure my shoe size using a broom was her year long savings investing into me aesthetics and happiness.

I think of all that and I see how gracious, sacrificing and compassionate motherhood is.

Not a mother to a child yet, but reversing roles with my mum because she deserves it.