And that's the best part about being a woman... I wonder how my mom sacrifices most of the things. For example, when she buys a box of chocolate - I have all the hunger to finish it at once, and for courtesy, I ask people around me if they need (I expect a NO).
I used to ask my mom why she never said that she wanted a share of it. (Not just chocolates... be it even a warm blanket on a cold night - she gives it to me saying that she is feeling hot!)
Today, when my nephew comes to me and asks for chocolates, I buy that for him and never expect him to share with me. Even if he asks with that cunning smile, I tell him "I don't want, dear." I feel happy that even I am able to be a little like my mom... somehow, that hunger fades away. It does not pain to carry him all night and put him to sleep... If I get a candy/chocolate, I am tempted to save it for him if he is around.
It's nice to be a woman; the love is so unconditional.