There is a pile of clean clothes that needs to be sorted and folded.
There is another pile of clothes that needs to be washed.
The thank you notes are almost completed.
Why don’t you get a maid to come at least once a week, they ask.
Why don’t you start to bottle-feed the baby at least once in a while, they ask.
Why don’t you send us the most recent photos, they ask.
Why don’t you call or email anymore, they ask.
I am a mother to a 5-month old.
I am an artist working on new projects.
I am a woman who is learning to prioritize.
I am happy...I am joyful...and yes, just a bit weary of they never-ending things to do and of the never-ending questions which I try to ignore...
I am not the same person I was a year ago...I am grateful beyond words...
from my 2008-2009 journals
