Do you ever stop missing your old life?

I love my son an immeasurable amount. I have absolutely no regrets and I’m so excited to be his mom. But I do have these flashes of sadness every once in a while when I think about the fact that I really won’t actually sleep in again for a long time, that I will never be free from this responsibility, or that things that used to be easy are now much harder.

I miss lazy weekends and quick coffee runs and traveling with my husband. I do sometimes miss just not being someone’s mom.

Is there a point where you eventually just forget that your old way of life existed and you’re just deep into parenthood?

My son is only 10 weeks and I’m very much enjoying him, but just curious how others have dealt with this.