7 months

7 months into this adventure called motherhood. Status: Still settling in.

I keep asking myself, who am I? What happened to the carefree spirit which moved countries just because? Who made rash decisions out of nowhere? What about the one that drank wildly without any fear of consequence, trading partners and jobs at a moment's notice? Ah, she was good and fun to be around - She's still here, but I don't miss her that much. I feel at peace and calm with where we ended up.

But, I have no idea who I am now, this grown up speaking softly to her child, goofying around with and for all the time. This super organized person who takes care of bills, tidies up, meal preps, exercises. This person who is focused on her goals (most of the times), keeps a bullet journal, takes care of her pelvic floor (less than she should) and has a daily skin routine. 

It's not that I don't like this new me, but sometimes I just want to stop the bandwagon and stand still. Lay down and rest. Sleep for a whole day.

But 7 months in and there's something that we have already learned: There's no such thing anymore. The bandwagon is at high speed and there's no stopping it. Blink and you'll miss it. And it's a wonderful, wonderful vehicle to be a part of - Worth every little second.