I am overly worried... borderline obsessed... about losing myself in my new "mommy" identity. I dwelled on this topic while I was pregnant (here) and I think about it frequently now. My fear is that I will let my life, my self... become absored by my child... and loose everything about my life that I cared so much about before. I'm so "obssesed" about this fact, I'm pushing myself too hard in the opposite direction.
After 9 months of my body belonging to someone else, I am so excited to have it back, and I am jumping at ANY chance to feel "normal" again. I'm ready to chat all night long with girl friends, celebrate maternity leave, and wine taste (ooh sweet Wine Country, how I missed you!). Its so hard not to go overboard.
Lately, I've over committed socially. I've "stayed too long" at parties, taken advantage of Brandyn's willingness to be home with Andrew by themselves, and generally worn myself out being my "typical" social butterfly.
I need to come to terms with the "new" me - the same, but different. Finding that balance... is hard.