Every day I have grand plans. And every day I am humbled by how little I get done. I am reminded that I only have so much time in a day. I have to prioritize and choose what things are going to get done and what things aren't.
It's not guaranteed that I'll be able to be productive after dinner because sometimes Willa needs more attention. And then after she goes to bed, there is precious little time left before I start my nighttime routine.
That means my house is a mess; I'm not getting as much reading done
as I'd like; I'll be lucky to finish the baby blanket I'm working on by
Christmas; this blog is sitting idle; etc etc etc.
It's not all because of Willa, but she is a large part of it.
I don't like my house being a mess, but sometimes I need sleep more.
Reading and knitting trade off. One night I work on one. The next night the other. As a result I'm not making progress in either as fast as I normally do.
And it's not that I want to neglect this blog. It's moved further down my priority list. Sometimes it's writer's block. I don't know what to write without resorting to parenting cliches. Sometimes I have topics I want or need to write about, but finding the time to commit them to the screen is difficult.
All this to say, I have not given up on you. Or this blog. Please don't give up on me. I will be back.