The thing is? I didn't even realize I was like this. Until I wasn't any more.
Since I last posted I've returned to work and it hasn't been as awful as I was afraid it would be. Granted it's only been 3 weeks, but I don't dread going in like I used to.
I am enjoying my husband and children more and trying to be more mindful of my time with them.
Because who wouldn't love spending time with the cutest, sweetest guys ever?
Ben thinking he's "hot stuff"
Brothers in matching jammies
My big guys
Even having my nose broken yesterday doesn't seem so bad. (I was accidentally headbutted by Jack)
I've taken an interest in my life again.
And that feels good.