It was recently brought to my attention that perhaps I was looking ahead with rose colored glasses, as they say. Maybe it was the giant belly and all the brainfreeze from the strawberry smoothies I was craving that distorted my perception of how life was really going to be. Because yes, I can do this, but boy have I had to rearrange a few things.
I have found myself in a place where I am both more exhausted and inspired than I have ever been. Not the best mix. I have been finding the time here and there to paint (and am loving what I am doing!), but it unfortunately comes in the wee hours of the morning when I should be sleeping. (They say when baby sleeps, you should sleep too...which is kind of a load of crap. There's so much to do!)
But it is all worth it of course. I wouldn't change a second of it for anything. I mean, look at this cute 13 pound meatloaf:
The truth of it all now is that I am one of those moms. I am obsessed with this baby. I cannot even remember life without him (though I do have vague recollection of a time when I slept through the night and didn't always have dried puke on my shoulder.) Normal? What's that? I am finally ready to admit that no, I cannot do it all right now. I thought I could but a certain three and a half month old begs to differ.
So, life can wait. He's only this teeny once and for the shortest time. Art is happening here and there, and when this little one is a little more self sufficient and doesn't require every second of my attention, look out! Big things are coming out of my studio and into the world! :o)
And now he wakes...where's that binky?