This is motherhood. Crying in the bath because you tried to take an hour for yourself. I can hear my baby crying, i trust my husband but im momma. No one comforts my son quite like i can. Its a constant battle between being the best mom i can be, being present with my child, giving my child everything he needs and not letting myself go. I skip showers so i can comfort my child when he needs me. I eat like crap so my kid can eat. I wear stained clothes so that my child has clothes that fit. I hold my pee so that my kid gets fed when he needs to, or has a nap when he needs because he only contact naps. My hair is falling out, my skin is breaking out, sometimes i wear the same clothes for multiple days in a row. I havent spent a single dollar on myself since hes been born. Im.so.tired. I cant even enjoy an hour of alone time.