What about me?

I guess it is inevitable. I mean, how else is it supposed to happen. The minute I gave birth to my daughter, life was no longer about me. What does this mean? Am I now redefined by my daughter’s successes and/or failures? What about me? Do I spend money on my self any more? Like when I run out of my favorite eye cream – Revitol Eye Cream, do I spend the money on that, or get something for my daughter? Decisions, Decisions. I mean, it really is no choice. Of course I want to do everything to make my daughter happy, but I can’t lose myself in the process.