Intro - can I be it all ?

Let's start with the here and now I suppose...

I'm sipping on a very mediocre margarita after finally getting my baby to sleep for the night. Finally crawling out of the postpartum hole I've called home for the last 13 months, I'm wondering how on earth the global population is as massive as it is. 

Time itself is experienced differently when you become a new parent. I remember being so sleep deprived at the beginning. Admiring my beautiful boy and trying to stay in the present, while simultaneously daydreaming of some future slumber-filled night, while simultaneously reminiscing about random chapters of the past.

But this blog isn't about babies.

It's about the identity fracture that can be created by becoming a mom. It's about the identity fracture that can be created by being a woman in these times, period.

It's so easy to lose yourself while you're busy being everything to everyone else. The wife. The mom. The cook. The housecleaner. The lover. The business partner. The order-meds-for-the-cat person.

Can we have it all? Can we be it all?