Before moving on, I want to reframe this mindset and say you did not lose yourself. You are still in there. My first year went a little like this: three months of being too tired to do anything but take care of my baby, three months of realizing that I…
This was your dream once, right? The sticky fingerprints on the fridge, the tiny shoes left all over the house, the toys everywhere. It was my dream, my fervent prayer, to be a mother. There are some days I wonder if I forgot that. I wonder if I forgot how…