Parenthood. It has changed everything.
Snot on my sweater goes unnoticed. Hobbies gather dust in the closet. Kissing away the boo-boos and wiping away tears become daily ritual. Screams, laughter, tantrums, and toys crashing to the floor become the household white noise. All my Facebook status updates are about my kids.
Some people manage to continue their lives with style.
Me? I’m just tired. And I need a haircut. Smartypants would say I need a …