Gaining an angel but losing myself..

No-one told me that having a baby meant losing myself for a while. There is something about lack of sleep and constantly giving that can make a person unrecognisable to themselves and others. At times I find this 'loss of self' difficult but I do not regret having my little angel. She is my world, for what I have lost I have gained much more. Fresh lessons of unconditional love, selflessness and patience are my day and night. The moment I see her face in the light of a new day, my tiredness fades. She pulls me out of myself and into the present moment.