I feel slightly like Bridget Jones, as I head into the new year, with lists and goals for what I want out of 2017. Two years ago I had a baby, whom I adore with every fiber of my being. I love him more than anything. But I look in the mirror sometimes and wonder where I went. My pregnancy ended roughly – I spent 30 days in the hospital before my little guy was born, and I feel when I left, I was completely different. Not just changed into a mother, but like I sort of disappeared. My son has special needs, and I threw myself into the role of his champion and mama bear without looking back, but lately, I need more, just for me. I am sure many many mothers feel this way. I look different, my weight is the highest it has ever been, and I do virtually nothing for me. Me time is taking a shower, or going to the salon to get my hair done. Once a month I do get to escape to book club with my friends, but I realize I will be no help to Punk if I am not living life fully for myself either. So this year, I am going to start small. Time is an issue, as it is for any parent, so I am not going to overwhelm myself with huge goals – just small chunks of huge goals. 🙂 And, I will use this blog to talk to about them, track them, as well as sharing about me and my family. I have another blog, Quixotic Magpie, but that is mostly book reviews, and honestly, I felt like I needed a new space for all this shiny newness!