It never fails. Never. Write a big blog post about dreams and what you want to do with your life, and all that stuff, and then you will have the most mundane week ever.
Okay, so it did have highlights and lowlights. This week we had a pretty normal school routine. The girls squabbled quite a bit. The boys are taking more steps. Tommy had a doctor’s appointment. As the week was unfolding, I started feeling afraid that I wouldn’t have a good follow up to my last post. That everything might seem just too boring after that. But this is real life.
I’m becoming a lot more accepting of the ebbs and flows of life as I get older. Last year I went to a breastfeeding and parenting conference, and my friend Molly Remer taught this amazing session about moon time, what many of you may call the menstrual cycle. I’m afraid I may botch her descriptions really badly, but this is one small tidbit that I took away. We all have times when we feel the creative flow. For many women it coincides with the portion of their cycle before we ovulate. After ovulation passes, we tend to slowly pull more inward.
This has helped me immensely to think of my emotions and motivation being more in tune with the cycles of the moon and the ebb and flow of the tides of the ocean. It makes perfect sense to me why some days can feel like a flurry of productivity, along with being open to all types of social interactions. And then I can feel like I need to shroud myself in an insulated cocoon, away from the prying eyes of others.
I used to think that the act of pulling inward and away was a sign of something wrong. I now recognize that of course I need that. So at the moment I’m feeling a little pulled inward. I’m sure it won’t be long before the wave starts to swell again.