For the first year of motherhood, I was on cloud 9. I loved this sh*t. I felt like I was made for being a mama. But life with a baby is verrrry different from life with a toddler. I can’t just put little M into her carrier or stroller and spend the day out doing what I want to be doing anymore. I don’t have the luxury of those two nice, long naps anymore, that afforded me to the opportunity to relax, get work done, and maintain some balance.
My little M is a full-fledged person now, with her own opinions and desires. And though I still follow all of my 5 Secrets to Happier Motherhood, suddenly, as we approached a year and a half, they just weren’t enough.
