There are days when I remember all the traveling I did before kids.
There are days when I remember all the nights I stayed up until late and woke up whenever I wanted to.
There are days I remember how much fun it was to just pick up my keys and head out to the store without having to worry about anyone but myself.
There are days when I remember what it’s like not to have a care in the world.
There are days when I remember getting to use the bathroom in peace, or take a long hot bubble bath without interruption.
There are days when I remember what my body looked like before kids.
But then I realize although I don’t have those things going on anymore I have so much more…
Now I know what it’s like to feel another human being grow inside of me.
Now I know what it’s like to see a child’s first breath.
Now I know the magic of Santa Clause through a child’s eyes
Now I known what it’s like to truly travel to Neverland or Willy Wonka’s Chocolate Factory through the eyes of a child.
Now I know what it’s like to hold a little being in my hands and know they depended on me more than anything the world.
Now I known what unconditional love really is.
Now I know now what it’s like to love something so much I would give my life for it.
I know now that my life will never be the same and although it’s different it’s better because I have my kids.