I remember when my first son was born. I was heavier and slower, but I was radiant. If someone had painted my portrait, it would have been titled "Fulfilled by Motherhood". To anyone that saw me sleepwalk my way through the supermarket this evening I was clearly "Defeated by Motherhood".

If you watch Desperate Housewives, you'll get this next analogy: I may have never been childless Gabrielle Solis...but I am most definitely two fat kids and a blind husband Gabrielle Solis. Except my husband isn't blind (though he probably wishes he were some days) and my kids aren't fat...they're very, very active, creatively mischievous little boys that I can scarcely keep up with.

I'm a work in progress. I quit smoking. I'm detoxing (off Mountain Dews and Honeybuns for the most part). I'm exercising. The final masterpiece will be "Woman Fulfilled". My value will be a function of all my roles in life: mother, wife, sister, daughter, friend and career woman.

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