This was 16 days after Lyra had been delivered. I may be smiling, but I see the big bags under my eyes and the fact that I'm not wearing any make-up. I didn't wear any for a long, long time. I feel like I've aged a lot. I see Lyra's memory box on the table. Probably because I looked at it a lot. This picture is blurry, which is not far from what our lives were and still are to some degree.
I thought about including more recent pictures. Of me with make-up on, and where I'm feeling more pulled together. I think the 'me' in them deserves recognition for the progress I've made to become more "normal" again. To seek out the old me. But ultimately on many days, I'm still this person above...just showered and glammed up a bit more.
Day 12 - something you are OCD about
I'm not late to appointments or meetings and I'm usually the first one there.
I'm sure there are other things, but I can't think of any right now.