I have often wondered why anyone with small children would choose to work if it weren\u2019t absolutely necessary.\u00a0 I would look around at the sleepy faces of my children each morning and be so grateful we didn\u2019t live that life.\u00a0 There is no early morning rush in our household as my little people awaken when they do (dreadfully early) and meander their ways down to breakfast.\u00a0 Our morning is filled with impromptu snuggles and hugs and small warm bodies curling up next to me in bed.\u00a0 It\u2019s a delicious beginning.\u00a0 I couldn\u2019t imagine what would tempt me away from this life; what could even begin to measure up.<\/p>\n
I\u2019ve begun to have a bit of writing success over the last few weeks.\u00a0 People are interested in manuscripts, and I got to jump in and teach a class at the Catholic Writer\u2019s Conference when the regular presenter didn\u2019t show.\u00a0 It went so well they invited me back to present it next year.\u00a0 It\u2019s been a heady couple weeks.\u00a0 My life has a sense of purpose and completion which I don\u2019t normally get to experience.<\/p>\n
There is no completion with being a stay-at-home mom.\u00a0 My day may begin in a slow and lovely way, but it ends late.\u00a0 The part that is the most wearing is that nothing is ever done.\u00a0 There is no sense of completion.\u00a0 I can wash laundry all day, but the only way to finish it would be to strip everyone naked and make them sleep on bare mattresses for the night.\u00a0 The only way the dishes get completed is to wash them after bed-time and that only lasts until the 5 year old needs a glass of water in the middle of the night.\u00a0 One day blends into the next and nothing is ever done.<\/p>\n
I\u2019ve wondered what it would take to lure me back into an office.\u00a0 This could be my siren song.\u00a0 I\u2019m not tempted by title, salary or prestige, but the chance to actually finish something could lure me back.\u00a0 The opportunity to finish something and actually be done with it has an undeniable allure.<\/p>\n
I\u2019m not leaving my little people, yet.\u00a0 I\u2019ll start the garden next week and find joy in the feel of the earth.\u00a0 I\u2019ll anxiously await warmer weather when the grass grows enough for me to mow it; mowed grass stays mowed for a week.\u00a0 I\u2019ll paint our bedroom and finish making it all that I imagine it can be.\u00a0 And I\u2019ll write.\u00a0 I\u2019ll write because I have to.\u00a0 I\u2019ll dream of someday holding a book of my own in my own hands and imagine how that feels.\u00a0 I\u2019ll move ever closer to the real finish line when I send six children out into the world to begin their own lives.\u00a0 What an accomplishment that will be.<\/p>\n<\/body><\/html>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I have often wondered why anyone with small children would choose to work if it weren\u2019t absolutely necessary.\u00a0 I would look around at the sleepy faces of my children each morning and be so grateful we didn\u2019t live that life.\u00a0 There is no early morning rush in our household as my little people awaken when […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1979,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-967","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"yoast_head":"\n