It seems like everything is about baby these days. Look at my posts. Baby baby baby. And that's because I spend most of my time taking care of Isaac. He's my world right now. Don't get me wrong. I'm not unhappy. I'm living my greatest dream. But part of me mourns the loss of my old self. You know how people know they've really learned a language when they dream in it? Well, I still dream in ballet all the time. Although I'll probably never take it up again (for reasons other than baby), it's still a huge part of me. So, here's to the good old days.
I know that it's important for me to do things for me. I sometimes sew or scrapbook a little. And those bubble baths are sure nice. It's hard to find time for these things, though. And I wish I could get involved with something more. What do you do for you? Feel free to leave a comment about how you're keeping it real.






