I guess it happens some time after you decide not to go back to work “just yet”.

You may as well stay at home with the baby and “enjoy” that time together.

The second one comes along, and time passes.

Getting a handle on this parenting thing takes its own sweet time. You’re tired ALL the time. Interrupted sleep becomes the norm. You can’t remember the last time you slept more than a few hours at time.

How could you even function back in the real world, when poopy pants, vomit, Sesame Street and the washing machine are your constant companions?

Well, I am starting to find myself again.

It’s only taken me 16 years, but I really think I can do it now. I am ready to harness my superpowers and figure out this real life thing.

This is my first step to re-discovering creative, organized, independent me.

Hope you’ll join me on the ride. 🙂

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