Lost

I am just keeping it real today. Somewhere between changing dirty diapers, folding laundry, cleaning toilets, wiping up spills, picking up toys, cooking dinner, washing dishes, breaking up fights, kissing boo boos, feeding the dogs, taking kids to the dentist, paying bills, and bathing children I have become lost. I see this form that resembles me, but the true me appears to have gone MIA. In my place is some sort of robot that starts first thing in the morning and doesn't stop until late at night, but still doesn't finish a fraction of the things on the to-do list. I feel invisible to the people around me. People that I once thought good friends seem to have gone with the wind. I have somehow lost my identity. I must be in a strange phase of life I guess. I love my kids dearly, it is just that I miss me.