I have been in an overwhelming sense of burnout over the last few months. I am tired. I am tired of fighting, I am tired walking around feeling lost. Like most women, after we have kids, that becomes our new identities. Being a mom is all we do, all we focus on, all we want to do. We lose ourselves in the process of loving this tiny human being, we give them every ounce of us until we don’t know who we are anymore. In the beginning we are just trying to get through the days. As the kids get older, more independent, there is a sense of wait, they don’t need me anymore, so who am I? What do I even like to do other than chauffeuring them to practices, watching their plays, watching Frozen and Ninja Turtles. It is almost like who am I anymore? Then comes… the finding me again stage.