Motherhood is filled with lots of reason and very little possibility to keep your sanity tightly in hand. One way I manage the craziness and keep it at bay is through creative inspiration and outlet. The biggest problem with this picture isn't the inspiration or the ability... it's the time.
For every minute I spend soaking up great ideas, coming up with my own versions and breaking them out into reality... that's a minute I wasn't doing laundry, wasn't chasing the toddler around the yard in the sun, wasn't changing sheets or helping with homework. So a lot of the time those creative minutes just don't happen.
Because there are just not enough minutes for everything.
But lately I've been really feeling the need to do some basking in my creative zone.
I've been making myself take the time.
Been trying to organize all those other things a little better so there is a minute here and there if not to spare then to steal without too much damage.
At 2:45 each week day you will find me parked in my usual sunny spot in front of our elementary school. There is a stack of magazines on the passenger side floorboards of our suburban. I'm a magazine junkie and lately I just put them right in the suburban as I take them from the mail box.
So in my sunny spot I sit, flipping through my magazines. Tearing a page here and there because of something I want to remember or recreate. It's 30 minutes of blissful awareness that there is still a spark of creative joy in my soul that burns through the dust of diapers, dirty socks and dog duty.
I dream of gorgeous wedding photographs I may take someday...
I dream of dragging designer luggage down a gravel road...
My list of home projects and 'to-look-for' items grows into a many rooted tree, each branch displaying bits of my personal style...
Then the school doors open and the afternoon routine begins.
As I walk in my front door to the next part of my to-do list, I drop the finished magazines into the recycling bin and add the reaped pages and bits of articles to my stack of ideas to be pinned at a later moment to my Pinterest boards or added to my inspiration binder.
And if I'm lucky, just maybe I might even have a plan concerning supper.