Life

I made Baby girl cry last night. I was outside with the laptop, watching craft videos online. She asked if she could watch too, and I said sure. So I was telling her about how I want to have my own craft business and the ladies who made those videos were inspiring to me.

She said she could picture me having my own business, but that my stuff would totally be different from theirs because I'm not that girly.I explained that I used to be more girly.

I used to wear skirts, jewelry and makeup. I used to get my nails done. Somewhere along the line, I stopped doing all that. I'm not even sure when or why I stopped. She thought that maybe I stopped after they were born because I didn't have time or just stopped caring, but that's not the case. I told her that lately, I don't feel like I know who I am, and that I feel a bit lost. That made me think of this:

I told her that the first time I saw this, it just... clicked. It felt right to read that. It made sense. Then she started crying and she didn't even know why. She's such a sensitive girl.