She Sleeps, I Blog

Her eye lids close. She snuggles her blanket and then silence. That's when my domestic stop watch starts and my maternal marathon begins. I love lists. I'm a big "things to do"er. So when my baby hits the hay, it's game on for me. I feel like I've always completed my best work when I was under the gun. Deadlines were never an issue for me. I always loved the challenge. Since becoming a Mom, I've found the same guidelines apply. Except I can never be sure when my sleepy lady is going to stir so when she's down, I'm on. I'm a list master.

When my daughter is awake, it's a mystery as to how I get anything done. Between her screaming, nursing, laughing, pooping and crying some more I perform an intricate dance of duties while tip toeing around her each day.  Dishes here, laundry there. Before I know it, 5 PM is home and so is my husband. The heat of watching my little sweets is set to simmer while I try to focus on my other half while fixing dinner. Some days are just a blur. I honestly could not tell you what I did last Tuesday. Everything just sort of swirls together in my weekly itinerary.

I thinks that's why I blog. It helps keep me mentally "there". I'm not sure where "there" is exactly. But I know when I'm "there" writing as I have over the years, I feel like I'm connecting to myself again. Just me. I'm not dealing with a screaming 4 month old who laughs when she pulls my hair or a husband who tells me the same story about work each day, I'm the creative me I've always been. She was just hanging up in the back of my closet I call life.