From My Art Journal: A Mommy Moment

Yesterday was supposed to be my work day.  I was supposed to have the whole day of quiet and space to start on a new project without interruptions or distractions.  I packed up my son's little bag with cars, books, crayons, and swimming clothes and sent him off with my husband to my parent's house for a day of grandparent love and pool fun.  Then I took off in a different direction to run the few supply errands I needed before I could start on my project.  What I apparently forgot was that I am 6.5 months pregnant and my body makes it's own demands now regardless of how much I intended to get done.  By the time I returned home several hours had elapsed (because of course once I was out I kept thinking of other errands I needed to make that I had been waiting to make without a 3 year old in tow), so I was now starving, slightly dehydrated, exhausted, and totally unmotivated.  Bah! I was able to eek out an hour or so of work before I had to submit to my littlest child's demands... preggo mommy needed a nap.  Next thing I know, I'm getting the call that my parents are on their way to drop my son off, my husband had come inside asking what we should do for dinner (after announcing his incredibly productive day working in the shed, which of course didn't bother me at all), and I had yet to complete one thing on my list for the day! Frustration and hormones kicked in, I wanted to scream or throw something, and I had to retreat.  Into my art room with the door closed and locked, I pushed it all away and just started playing in my art journal.  It always makes me feel better.  After a while scribbling with paint, pencils, and oil sticks, I felt like myself again and, ironically, had started thinking about my sweet little boy and how much I really do miss him when he's gone all day.  It was time to let go of my expectations and just be mommy, even when it means that I dont get anything else done that day.  So with a sigh and a smile on my face, I finished up the pages I was working on and closed the art room door behind me as I joined my sweet little family for the evening, as they were just settling down to a picnic dinner on the living room floor.  Sometimes mommies just have to have their moments, but we always find our way back.

Here are the pages I worked on... (there was a moment a few days ago when my son discovered that the glass in our front door creates rainbows on the carpet when the sun shines in.  He was so excited that he had found rainbows and kept putting his foot under the light and screaming with laughter cried, "Look mommy, it tickles, it tickles!"  So that sweet little face that I was seriously missing at this point and his delight of rainbows was the theme here.)

XO, HARMONY