Just realised today that I've left the house without DD a total of 10 times since she was born 6 months ago. And I've not painted my nails because I'm scared she'll need picking up while they're drying. I've had dinner out once. I've been the pub a fair few times but I've not got drunk. And I've not been able to xo cent rate enough to watch a film or read a book. I just read endless crappy short articles on my phone or browse Instagram or play games. I can't hold a proper conversation because I don't read the news beyond the headlines. I used to be fun and cool and interesting. And I've not found my 'people' at baby groups. I love her a lot, she's the cutest baby (sorry all other babies ever) but I just miss my old life so so so much.