Anyone who read the acknowledgments of Craft Moves (People read those, right?!!?) may remember my husband spends most of his Sundays with our daughter. First, they eat breakfast at a local diner. Then, they run errands and do the grocery shopping. Whenever she’s in the mood, they’ll visit a park, playground, or Sky Zone.
Now that Ari is here, they still do spend most Sunday mornings together. However, I no longer spend my Sunday mornings writing. Instead, my Sunday mornings are filled with feedings, diaper changes, and playing with my little guy on the carpet.
Until a couple of weeks ago, I was unable to embrace my new Sunday morning routine. I was constantly stressed that I didn’t have any time to write. However, Ari has finally begun napping in his crib (rather than on me). Now I know I’ll get some work time when he naps. It is no where near the amount of time I need, but it’s enough for me not to be stressed-out by Sunday nights.
Someday, Ari will join Isabelle and Marc for Sunday outings. But for now, I’m going with the flow on Sunday mornings. (Catch me a year from now when WELCOME TO WRITIBGG WORKSHOP’s deadline is looming. It will be interesting to see how well I’m handling Sunday mornings.)