if you don’t already know, i absolutely hate change. i welcome it with open arms but it throws me for a loop every time. i’m a creature of habit. and welcoming a mini human into our lives definitely shook things up and took awhile getting used to. on top of those initial first weeks battling the postpartum baby blues, i yearned for the comfort of my independent life pre baby. and just as i started to feel confident in my new role as mama/housewife, the real world lurked my return right around the corner and the anxiety of changing things up yet again started to get the best of me. as much as i wanted to become part of an adult society again, i had horrible guilt of leaving my mini behind to be someone else’s daily responsibility. my heart was heavy that last week home, and that first kiss goodbye hurt like hell…but when I stepped off the train into the hectic city streets that Monday morning, i felt a certain peace that this is where I’m supposed to be. it was as if i had never left and the comforts of ‘home’ all came flooding back. i knew it’d take time, but the balance that this change has brought on feels amazing. im able to be creative by day and nurturing by night, and fortunately able to break up the rhythm with a day spent crushing on that adorably chubby babe that still remembers my role. it felt like forever, but i embraced it as best i knew how and it seems to have all worked out in the end. it’s good to be ME again!