While I was having lunch with Little E the other day I realized I was handing over all of the juiciest morsels from my vegetable stew and the nicest looking pieces of fish. The day before I remembered I had given her a huge chunk of the salmon out of my salmon burger, leaving me with a bun that had a hint of flavour reminiscent of the original menu.
I started thinking about how I give up the best of what I have for her.
Then I thought I should rephrase that, it’s more like a pure devotion or love relinquish – like, I would imagine, someone of deep faith sacrificing for their belief.
It feels good.
I asked my girlfriends last night what they “gave up” for their babies and these were some of the thoughts…
- Solids. I now make soups and stews thinking about what my babe can eat with us.
- Sleep. Less wake ups though, now that I’ve figured out how to soothe him in bed with us as opposed to just offering the boob.
- Open-mindedness. It’s so hard not be judgmental of parenting techniques, and then realize a few months later that I’m doing exactly what I thought I never would.
- Spontaneity. I remember going out to restaurants on Valentine’s Day without a restless babe and being anonymous amongst other lovers.
It’s amazing how our lives change, and yet seem as though they have been this way forever.
I’m such a jerk with the recipe sharing – I do have some good ones I promise!!!
I really wanted to share these photos of Daddy C and Little E making breakfast for me this morning – I love my family. 
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