nostalgia

strangely, with eric being away, with my being at my mom's clearing out the boxes i've left behind when i first moved out to go to grad school...i sorta got in touch with who i was before i became a mom. being a mom could bring out something (good-something) in myself i've never known but in that process, i had lost touch with my old self. cliche but true. and i used to think that i'm still me.

not true. my 24-hour-day is different. my priorities are different. heck, even my body has been put to use i've never really experienced (being pregnant, giving birth, breastfeeding, being a cradle, a story-teller, and sometimes, a clown<-- eeeuww)

it's not anything bad, this new life of being a mom to two kids, but it's kinda nice to remember the times when it was just eric and me and i think, i ought to dig and drag that old self out a little more frequently. hello there, old me.