I miss being young

I miss how young and free I was. How I would go to bars with my friends and get drunk and flirt with anyone. How I would just dance and not give a fuck about anything. I miss the great car sex me and my now husband used to have after a night out at the lake. How the music would be blasting and the wind was in my hair and all I had to worry about was when I was going to see him next. I miss the chase and fire in my soul that I had with my husband when we first started dating. I miss wearing whatever I wanted. I miss the sleepovers I had with my friends and laughing our asses off at 3am over a cringy picture a guy sent us. I miss it all Now I’m married to the love of my life, have a 1 year old and pregnant with our second. My husband has a 9-5 and I’m a SAHM. Most days I have some sort of food stain on my shirt that my daughter put there somehow and I’m always singing the ABC’s to her. My whole personality is talking about kids and motherhood and how hard it is. I’m not interesting anymore. My boobs are not as perky as they used to be and I don’t put much effort into my outfits/looks like I did. The funny part is, I’m not even old. I’m 24, literally what people would call my “prime years”. But hope, I’m just a average SAHM with no personality who just daydreams about that fire that I would get from flirting and chasing boys and not giving a single fuck about what anyone thinks But do I regret my life now? No. I love my kids and my husband. I’m happy I’m a SAHM. I just wish I can have both lives.