Hello! Welcome to the first blog post of many blog posts. This is an interesting and exciting time for me so I thought I would talk a little bit about firsts today.
Not only is this my first post here, but this week was my oldest child’s first day of kindergarten and my youngest child’s first day of pre-school. I’ve been both excited and scared as this time approached. I do love being a mother, and I find having children around to be an inspiring and ever-changing source of energy and ideas. It is also exhausting and most of my day is concerned with fulfilling the needs of others. I work hard each day to keep a small space open for my own artistic work. Naptime has been my sacred time when I ignore the looming responsibilities and focus on a project. Often this is making commissioned drawings for other people. If I don’t have any commissions I take that precious slice of time and delve into my long and hopeful list of projects. I have used my one and a half to two hours each day very intentionally. I often have to fight hard to stop other parts of life from creeping in on that time. This is no small task.
And now, suddenly, I am sitting in a silent in the house typing away without interruption. Can you believe it?
As this impending larger space of childless time crept closer and closer I was beginning to feel anxious about the amount of things I was hoping to achieve. I will, at some point, find more consistent (errrr, paying) work but I allowed myself to get to this point so I could really consider what that might look like for me. I’ve had several different people say to me, “Oh! What are you possibly going to do with all that time?” or “You aren’t going to know what to do with yourself!” or “Now that you will have all that time, I have a few things I was hoping to get you to do…”
Everyone, please, don’t worry about me, I know EXACTLY where my time will go. First of all, I still have children with needs and a house to maintain and meals to make and a gym to get to. This basic life stuff will still take up my day (though I hope doing these things without kids around will be much more efficient). Here are the things I will be doing with my time: I have an opportunity to make art with clay sewer pipes later this fall, my darling husband gifted me a rug-tufter over a year ago that is just waiting to be experimented with, my pile of fabric and patterns are calling for me, I have drawings and paintings that I have been waiting for more dedicated time to work on, I hope to figure out more about desert gardening (and cooking from that garden), there is a ukulele hanging in my room that I want to learn to play, and I’m also doing this! All these things are tied into my hopes for these extra few hours.
Oh! And look! My coffee is gone and it is time to pick one kid up from school. If you see me around (or any other mother newly “freed” by the school year) please don’t ask, “What on earth will you do all day?” Trust me, I still have more to do than there are hours in the day. And as another wise mother recently said to me, “If you ask me that again some of my time is going to have to be spent assaulting you.”