I have spent a long time grieving for my old life. It was mine and just mine and i loved it. complete club bunny, travelled, slept, enjoyed work, friends, dangerous hoobies, exhillerating....
....sacked it all for my dc who i love indefinatly, i live for them, id die for them, id merrily murder every single one of you for them 
BUT - my boobs, my flat stomach, my social life, financial stability, spare cash! my sanity - quite literally, host of MH ishoos since first pregnancy, my kidneys are fucked, my livers fucked, my brain is mush.... finally feel like i am crawling out of the fire... no idea who i am anymore though, i do not recognise this person at all. I adore my children, they are worth it all and more ten times over, but i feel a bit lost and its hard work being me right now
(note: not that they are hard, or even life is hard, just being myself is hard...)