As the days pass I often worry about my accomplishments. Not my life accomplishments, but my day to day or week to week. I have come to realize I am just messy and disorganized no matter how hard I try. It is not realistic for me to think I can change over night. Change is a process. I will start slow so I don't hurt myself.
I have these worries... then I sit down holding my son to nurse and all of my worries fall away. As he naps in my arms I forget about the day to day. I live for the moment. I remember I don't have to rush, these are the best times of my life. All of my worries wash away when he is in my arms. This is the time I will cherish, he can nap the house can get messier, it is okay. Time is never lost.
Creativity comes and goes for me. I don't often find time to dedicate to a project. I buy new patterns, fabrics, yarns with every intention of completing the project. I buy flower seeds and plants that never get planted. This is my Spring. I am going to walk, be creative, love my family and mostly likely neglect my house.