There are times when I feel like the person I was before becoming a mother is a stranger to me now.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⁣⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ She was different. She was care free. She spent more time with herself. She laughed a little more. She made sure she had fun no matter what. She worried about less. She looked different. She acted different. She held herself differently. She had goals and dreams that she wanted to chase. She was more selfish. But she was free. ⁣⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⁣⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ But one day, she disappeared and someone else came in and took her place. ⁣⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⁣⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ She was more disciplined. She was serious. She had more to worry about. She was angry at times. She had people who depended on her. She had to think about her actions and consequences. She didn’t recognize her new body. She pushed those dreams to the side to focus on what was in front of her. She was overwhelmed. She was no longer selfish. But she also no longer felt free.⁣⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⁣⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ And there lies one of the hardest is...