This is important. It's so easy to breeze past these thoughts and real life living because it's not as glitzy as the 'on the go', sexy snaps of #writerlife or #familylife. It's the in-between. The moments that are missed that give the fuller picture.
Posted on Instagram:
"Here's the real...
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Nothing worth it comes easy & the juggle is real. It's a toddler table next to the work desk. It's the episode planning on a wall next to a box of play-dough. It's the full time mothering and running out to a meeting with the best partner in crime. It's the struggling with the fear & the pushing and pulling apart of the work.
I am a full time mother.
I am a full time writer.
My brain is going in a million ways daily and I know that I was made for this.
But the real is that I have had to let go of some wonderful things. I dance less, I miss out on events, I let people down just by trying to be both mother and writer.
I wouldn't trade it. The exhausting days with a teething toddler & the evenings with glittering lights around my desk begging me to go meet my dreams. Walking to the park in the morning to be spirited and free and then driving out to a meeting to be badass and a bit edgy.
Thankful for the spirits who come along side my wild and independence and give me the permission to explore, work hard and raise a wild soul.
This is my real insane happy life."
And I am thankful.
For the journey.
For the support around me.
For the inspirations.
For the experiences.
For the colleagues.
Staying feet planted on the ground and spirit reaching for the depths.