Scrolling through old photos today for a project, I saw myself with my young babies and was shocked by how decent I looked. Not that I'm Gisele Bundchen, but I thought *at the time* that I was a hideous husk of the woman I was before. Now I've reached a point of motherhood that includes such self-care practices as painting my nails and thinking about one day possibly joining the Y.
Scrolling through old photos today for a project, I saw myself with my young babies and was shocked by how decent I looked. Not that I'm Gisele Bundchen, but I thought *at the time* that I was a hideous husk of the woman I was before. Now I've reached a point of motherhood that includes such self-care practices as painting my nails and thinking about one day possibly joining the Y.
Scrolling through old photos today for a project, I saw myself with my young babies and was shocked by how decent I looked. Not that I'm Gisele Bundchen, but I thought *at the time* that I was a hideous husk of the woman I was before. Now I've reached a point of motherhood that includes such self-care practices as painting my nails and thinking about one day possibly joining the Y.