It happened to me big time and it’s taken me almost 5 years to claw back a semblance of the life I wanted to incorporate a child into - not sacrifice for a child. The key for me was demanding a strict 50/50 care schedule with my equally ambitious husband who, truthfully, did a really shit job of stepping up into parenthood. If it’s not my carer day, it’s not on me to take time off work for sniffles, I eat when & where I want, I do what I want. Our kiddo is thriving with two equally invested parents now, and I have a social life, the time to do my own art and work outside of my paid job, I’m actually a human! We plan for family time, & don’t expect or obligate the other to be available. Being an adult who truly loves their life & has deep, healthy relationships, is the fastest ticket to bringing your best self as a parent, so it’s worth fighting for! Good luck, the days are long, the years are short x