“When I become a mother for the third time…”

“When I become a mother for the third time, I’ll push a stroller every day through the cozy streets of Vilnius Old Town, I’ll be a VIP at fragrant coffee shops, I’ll know all the prettiest little nooks of the city by heart, and after two years of wandering around, I might even be able to call myself an Old Town ‘guide’,” V. thought, rocking the idea of being a “slow-paced” mom.

Guess how well I’m managing the slow-flowing, planned-out daily life?

After two hours of wandering, I realized that somehow, it feels sad without the constant pinging of the work chat.