I love my life.
I just have to say it.
Sure, most nights I collapse on the couch in exhaustion. Yep, some days are pretty rotten and I want to pull my hair out. My kids fuss at a me at least a few times everyday, sometimes it seems to be most of the day. I have to change a lot of gross diapers, do A LOT of laundry (the bane of my existence), constantly take out trash and wash dishes…you know, all that rotating, never-ending domestic stuff. I have to squeeze in showers on busy mornings, and rush off to work with frazzled hair. I get cranky and fussy and bossy and pitiful when my poor husband comes home, and he assuages me with cookies to bring me back down to homeostasis. I get dates mixed up when I have too many meetings and tasks at hand, and I get behind on returning calls and art association blog posts. I take a lot of Advil and I have a dirty car.
But I. LOVE. MY. LIFE.
And nothing reminds me more than a tea party with my 1 year old.
The simple joys of being a kid. Nibbling plastic cupcakes and sipping pretend tea. Playing. Laughing. Drawing. Painting.
It makes all the rush and dirt and stink of the have-to’s just a small part of the program and not the real show.
…That’s the way it should be, I think.
“Nora’s Tea Party,” 6×6 watercolor doodle
It’s true that children take up so much of our time and when they are finally asleep, all I want to do is sit on the sofa too. But how do you find time to blog and paint so much!
It is a crazy game we play, isn’t it!? I blog and paint with my little people all around me, usually making mischief… I also take good advantage of nap/rest times (which I suppose means I don’t get much rest time, ha!). Really though, I work hard to do it all because it all matters to me. Can’t imagine not creating art!!! Wishing you all the best, Mary Liz