And the day came when life wasn’t just about me anymore.  I was a mother.  I remember the first day I was home alone with my first born.  I never left the bedroom all day because that’s where the baby was.  When my husband came home from work I asked if he could bring me up a bagel before he left for work the next day so that I could eat.  Fast forward to my third child and I was home four hours after giving birth and sending out an announcement by email.  The juggling had begun. Continue reading