June 27, 2019

I Love My Kids – But I Don’t Even Know Who I Am Anymore.

My oldest son is four months away from being seventeen. He reminded me of that this morning. This is madness to me. How did the last seventeen years pass by so quickly? I vividly remember the day he was born. I was induced at 7am, but by 7pm, my baby was still in my belly. And we were both in distress. 45 minutes and some scalpels later, he emerged. He looked around with his big dark eyes, and didn’t even cry. I asked if the baby was okay. He was. And from that moment on, my life was irrevocably altered. […]
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