Confession: Some days I get nothing done. Piles of laundry, dishes left undone, the house a disaster. Anything creative or business-related? Forget it.
I got my sketchbook out this morning intending to start on some new designs, but then life happened and my ideas remain in my head, my sketchbook on my nightstand where I last had it this morning.
Guess what? It's ok. There is always tomorrow to get things done, but only today-- only right now-- to soak in the little moments with this guy.
We sang the same songs over and over, read the same books. We danced around the kitchen. Bundled up and walked around the neighborhood. We Facetimed with Daddy at work, had a visit from Mimi. Practiced rolling to our tummy, back, tummy, back...Eat, Sleep, Play, Repeat.
The days are long and monotonous, but full of love.
So perhaps tomorrow I will get things done. Be more productive. Do some chores. Run my business. Be the boss.
But if not? That's okay too. I'm busy being Mom.
And he is my greatest work.