I made dinner twice this week and felt like a total badass. It’s easier right now since I only work until 5:00 — then I pick my kid up from daycare and it takes us at least an hour to get home because we HAVE to stop by the playground and go on the RED swing and we ABSOLUTELY MUST smell every flower and jump in every puddle on the walk home — I’m not sure how we’ll eat once my schedule shifts to a 7:00 end time. Yikes.

Anyhow, yes, parenthood is a swift kick in the ego. And the stomach-hips-ass area, am I right?! I’m going to try and get to the gym more than, never, starting next week when I decrease to 3 days/week.

I used to be so judgmental of parents who had nannies especially when they were home for some of the time. Now, I’m like, hell yeah. Sign me up. Otherwise it’s constant multi-tasking and constantly dividing your attention and half-assing everything and feeling guilty because the house is a mess, or feeling guilty because you’re not giving your kid enough attention. And, oy. It’s just a lot of guilt.

I really do love it. And, it’s getting easier by the day, thank gods. But, let’s just acknowledge that parenting is not easy if you’re doing it right.