Today I went to the office on my own accord, hair uncombed, makeup missing (real life horror story). Seeing me in the office is like spotting a whale in the ocean or running into a celebrity at your local restaurant. It just doesn’t happen that often.
It’s a struggle to be a mom and learn how to operate and function in the world with added stress and responsibilities, as yourself. It’s hard to know who I am when everything has changed so much. I’m not even sure what clothes fit my body which is still not back to normal, it’s hard to know what to say to people when all I do in my free time is wrestle babies and clean up weird body fluids, it’s a strange strange place to be- being a new mom.
I’m gonna figure it all out one day. That’s my mantra.
I will figure it out one day! And if I don’t…
Well, shit.
