I’ve been thinking a lot lately about how I desperately craved time to myself when my kids were little. Don’t get me wrong, I loved my kids at every age, but I also wasn’t very good about creating “me time” (or the more politically-correct term, “self-care”), and I would often feel overwhelmed by the sheer hours and emotional drain of being a caretaker for another human. All. The. Time.
The baby days seem like forever ago. Snuggling my nose into soft tender skin and sniffing delicious baby sm...
Published on October 23, 2018 12:08