Where is my life?

Today is one of those days that I want my old life back. What happened to all the free time that I used to have? I was working hard and partying hard and yet I had time to take care of myself, shop for myself, take trips with friends and talk with friends. But now, I wake and there is nothing but kids and housework until my day ends in exhaustion. I shop but only for groceries and kids stuff. I bought some new clothes in the H&M in less than 30 minutes two weeks ago finally because the maternity pants were falling off my waist. I no longer have makeup or hairstyle. Sometimes I don't even remember to wash my face or comb my hair before I leave the house. The apartment is always in complete chaos with toys scattering everywhere. I'm behind in taxes, I mean like four months behind. I don't remember things or appointments unless they are written down on my calendar. I rarely remember what day of the week it is unless it's Saturday or Sunday because those days Joaquin and nanny stay home and chaos in my life go into turbo mode. Domestic me puts the professional me in shame. I can run multiple projects simultaneously. Multi-tasking is synonymous with me at work but I am not capable of taking two kids by myself. I don't think I've ever broken into tears at work due to pressure (I have only shed tears once when I was told of my promotion after no sleep for almost 3 days) but I often want to cry along Javier or Joaquin. I know i would never trade my two lovely boys for anything else and I feel guilty when I feel like I miss my old life but today is one of those days...