Making the time...

In my attempt to reactivate the non-mommy part of my brain, I am diligently making the time to write and read a little bit everyday. One has to find those hidden free moments to actually do so which seems to be the most difficult part of all! That said as I escaped to my basement office to write today's post, I feel an adrenaline rush. I would normally take my shower as Cole takes his ONLY nap but I have taken the gamble and decided to take 20 minutes to write a draft of this post instead. He could awake at any moment leaving me in a predicament as to where then to put him while I do take the shower I delayed but in order to write in peace, albeit at a frantic pace, I have to take a chance. Living on the edge, yes I am!

There are always snippets of time during the day where I can sit down briefly at my computer to check email and stay connected to the outside world. I just don't have the luxury of re-reading or editing my correspondence anymore hence my emails are sent with typos, incomplete sentences (with incomplete thoughts) and numerous other grammatical offenses, all in a rush to get responses out to those who take the time in their busy days to reach out to me!

I used to think sitting in front of my computer in my little paralegal office for 8 hours a day was boring at times. Little did I know that I would be clamoring to have 8 hours of time to do anything without interruption, let alone sit in front of a computer all day. Oh the things those baby books don't tell ya!

Thank goodness for the auto save function on most computer programs as I can't tell you how many times I get a few paragraphs written only to lose sight of Cole and go on the chase, temporarily forgoing what I was doing to go engage and shape Cole's active mind, to come back hours later and find my words still exist.

I used to be able to THINK and act at the same time but my current state of affairs leaves me unable to multi-task in that particular manner. I have however recently become an expert at the diaper change with one hand as my Olympic back archer/wiggler refuses to lay prone hence becoming a standing target. Who needs the gym with this sweat inducing activity multiple times a day? I can also contort myself into various non-standard yoga positions in order to pick something off the floor or take something off a shelf with one hand as my aforementioned Olympian attempts to leap from the aching confines of my left arm to grab at whatever object it is. His lightning fast reflexes are keeping my physical motor skills in fine condition now that I have to play high-lo to keep those objects from his mighty grip.

Anyway, I have gone off on a tangent, keeping me from the purpose of this post which is "making the time". We always say collectively that "if we had the time....", "I wish I had more time", "I always run out of time"...yes, there are only 24 hours in a day but each one of us has the ability to FIND THE TIME or MAKE THE TIME to ensure we do something for ourselves each and every day. Sometimes, this is a challenge that seems too great to overcome and some days it is. But each day provides a new opportunity to MAKE THAT TIME. I am finding it easier to carve out some time to write these posts by re-prioritizing what really matters. I really matter and that trumps the laundry or mopping of the floor for the umpteeth time any day!