Dusting off the cobwebs...
It would seem that no matter how much time I set aside to write, something or someone ultimately demands that 'time slot'.
As a mother of 3 curious children and wife of one very talented husband, I'm constantly asked one question...
Do you find it hard to make time to write?
(Nods yes)
Of course I do. And my kids have, from time to time, taken it upon themselves to hide my keyboard! (Little monsters.)
I decided that after my eldest daughter told me she sees the back of my head more than my face- It was time to set a schedule. Great. Fantastic. Why didn't I think of this earlier? Because I didn't realize how much time I spent in my worlds!
Okay so now a ruling of no writing after 3pm. Kidlets come home from school. I spend time with them, everyone is smiling. And I don't have to keep buying new keyboards.
But seriously, it's all about setting boundaries and limits. A lot of the time, it's like being on the phone. Every mother in the world knows how this one works. Nobody in a fifty foot radius. Get on the phone, someone wants to ask you ten thousand questions. And every single one is normally pointless.
Hugs a bunch! X
As a mother of 3 curious children and wife of one very talented husband, I'm constantly asked one question...
Do you find it hard to make time to write?
(Nods yes)
Of course I do. And my kids have, from time to time, taken it upon themselves to hide my keyboard! (Little monsters.)
I decided that after my eldest daughter told me she sees the back of my head more than my face- It was time to set a schedule. Great. Fantastic. Why didn't I think of this earlier? Because I didn't realize how much time I spent in my worlds!
Okay so now a ruling of no writing after 3pm. Kidlets come home from school. I spend time with them, everyone is smiling. And I don't have to keep buying new keyboards.
But seriously, it's all about setting boundaries and limits. A lot of the time, it's like being on the phone. Every mother in the world knows how this one works. Nobody in a fifty foot radius. Get on the phone, someone wants to ask you ten thousand questions. And every single one is normally pointless.
Hugs a bunch! X
Published on December 09, 2011 17:26
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