Can we talk about the identity crisis? Some days I look in the mirror and don’t recognize myself anymore… the tired eyes, the hair fall, the brain fog from sleepless nights. I used to manage a team of 50 people at work, and today I spent 45 minutes celebrating the fact that my baby finally pooped after two days 

Motherhood is beautiful. But sometimes, it also feels like saying goodbye to an old version of yourself. And maybe more women need to hear this: Missing your old life doesn’t make you a bad mother. It makes you human.