It is Saturday. DH is working overtime.
I am still in my pajamas and so is DD.
I used to have a great job where I was looked up to. I had my hair done and pretty skirts on...and heels (cause they didn't kill my now swollen feet then).
As I was on my knees in the bathroom cleaning up after DD in what appeared to be a very fun time playing with her poo, I began to think of what once was.
I love being a mom...I really do and I would not trade it for the world.
However, don't you sometimes just think back and wonder how you went from one extreme to another in such a short space of time?
Does anyone feel the same sometimes? And, what are some little things you do to make yourself feel like 'yourself' again...even if just for a few moments