Here's the thing. You can know that it's a bad idea to lose yourself in motherhood. You can be aware of others who've done it and you can tsk tsk at them. You can say "pfffft, that will never happen to me." And then you can wake up one day and realize that it has.
At least that's how it happened for me. I never intended to be one of the mommy drones, who drags her carcass out of bed in the morning only to slave away all day and into the night serving every need of her children and drop into bed, exhausted, unkempt, and having accomplished absolutely nothing for herself in the past 20 hours. And yet...I somehow ended up giving birth to two kids within 18 months. I'm kind of there. At least part of the way. I'm not unkempt, but that's about the only thing I haven't caved into.
My husband and I keep trying to implement ways for each of us to get some "me time" but it's not going so well. Either something goes sideways and we feel too needed to leave, or we are just too tired to actually do anything. I'm sure it will get easier as time goes on, and this blog is actually a big part of it for me. I'm not crazy enough to try to make any commitments of how often I intend to write, but I do have plenty of ideas of topics that I intend to write about. So I really hope that I am able to stick to it.