I was catching up on some blogs yesterday.  Looking for inspiration.  Seeking something that would ignite the spark.  Get the creative juices flowing.  Among the amazing photographs, the great decorating advice, delish recipes, super cute kids clothes (you would think those things would be enough), I found some advice.  I know.  Boring.  But inspiration, nonetheless.

“Remember what inspired you originally.”

Maybe it’s the fact that the city shut down for 3 days now due to ice.  Which  means that my 3-year-old and I have been home bound those 3 days.  We did venture out for some cake mix and to watch a matinée, but mostly home bound.  We haven’t really hung out at home that much since I went back to work full-time.  So this experience has been a little different.  Not our usual running around trying to get things done on the weekend.  Of course, it wasn’t our usual stay at home routing where we go hang out with friends and their kids either — what with ice on the roads and all.

Maybe it’s just that time in life when you question what you’re doing.  Suddenly your muscles don’t respond the same way they used to and recovery time from anything is much longer.  This new reality means life is passing by at a faster rate.  Not only that,  but there are new challenges, new responsibilities, new roles.  Always room for growth and always the opportunity to get a little overwhelmed, a little stuck.

Or it could be that I watch too much tv and though thoroughly entertaining, it seems to suck the life right out of me.

“Remember what inspired you originally.”

My original inspiration wasn’t necessarily shopping, trial and error parenting, fashion, personal style, or my crazy obsessions.  I love all those things, but the original spark was the need to be honest.  To admit that I’m not perfect, that I don’t have the all the answers, that I’m just trying to figure it out just like everyone else.   So here I am.

I have obsessions — lots of them.

I honestly don’t know what I’m doing when it comes to parenting.  I read books, ask my friends questions, pray, ask my husband for help, dance, yell into pillows, hope for the best, and above all try to give her as much love as possible.

I shop to make myself feel better.

I love fashion, photography, interior design.  Pretty much anything that has to do with aesthetics.

I’m opinionated.

I’m doing the best I can to figure things out.

Sometimes I need a good cry as much as I need a good dance.