Every day I woke up and gave to others. A little here, a little there. Giving little pieces of myself to whoever needed me and before I knew it, I was gone. Invisible. Trying so desperately hard to be noticed. Feeling guilty for wanting to be. Slowly I started putting back the pieces that I lost, one at a time. Manicures. Haircuts. Long bubble baths. Bottles of wine. New outfits. New shoes. Most importantly, spending time with myself. Rediscovering who I was. Not as a mother, but as a woman. An elegant, confident and bold woman. Celebrating her. Loving her. What I've learned is this: I AM WORTH IT...every last bit of it. And so are you! I promise!