I'm going to blame it on the weather, because honestly, I have no idea where this is coming from.
Maybe it's due to the fact that exercise lately to me means carrying Minnie up the stairs or heaving two cartons of milk in from the car.
Maybe it's my body trying to tell me something.
The fact of the matter is, I'm in a rut.
Usually I've got two or three projects on the brain and I just wait until nap time to get them pounded out.
Yet lately all I want to do is watch an episode of Downton Abbey, The New Girl and Nashville (yes, one of each) and drown my rutty sorrows in a big bag of peanut butter M&M's.
Creativity...where art thou??!
The blog has been sorely neglected, as have all of my motherly and wifely duties.
I need a serious pick-me-up. Any ideas???
To be honest, I think I'm still getting used to this whole "being a mom and staying at home" thing.
Yes, I freely admit that even after 17 months of it, I'm still struggling to really wrap my mind around the idea and to find real fulfillment in it.
Minnie is the most marvelous thing to ever happen to me, and to say that I wished to be anywhere but home with her would be a lie.
However, finding fulfillment in motherhood is difficult.
You other moms know what I mean, right?
I don't mind banana goop dripping down my pant leg and I don't even mind boogers on my shoulder. It's all entirely worth it.
But at the end of the day it's hard to really feel like I accomplished anything, especially when we don't even leave the house because it's 5 degrees outside.
And now I feel like I'm just rambling (probably because I am) but I guess I'm just trying to make sense of it all for myself.
I have an incredible life and I have so much to be grateful for.
I am not unhappy, not in the slightest.
I think the issue is I feel like I have more to give beyond just being a wife and a mother, and I'm having a hard time deciphering where I need to channel my energy.
I'm working on it though. I really am.
And you know what? I think I see an end in sight.