Creative side projects are good for the soul (or so I believe) and right now my soul needs to write about motherhood.
I feel called to write about the highs, the lows, the sacred, and the mundane. I want to find words for the complex emotions I feel every single day and to bear witness to my thoughts and feelings before they pass through me, overlooked or forgotten.
Any parent of a small child will tell you, the days are long but the years are short. Already, I feel time slipping through my fingers – and with it, my thoughts and reflections about this season of my life.
Being a parent of a toddler requires you to be SO present, there is little time for self-reflection, little time for pondering and processing. I know that unless I begin to write my observations, they will lose their sharpness; the memories will become soft, blurred, buried.
And yet, writing about motherhood is easier said than done. It’s a nice idea, but who has the time? And also – the courage? I’m not going to lie, I’m scared about this new project, because one woman’s experience of motherhood will never match another’s, so sharing often comes with fear – fear of being judged, fear of subconsciously judging others, fear of revealing the ‘wrong’ thing or revealing too much.
But, the truth of the matter is: I have a lot to say. And I believe other mothers do, too.
I also believe – on a cellular level – that we need to talk about motherhood more. Especially in 2019, when so many of us are mothering without a village, when women are still fighting for equality on so many fronts, when raising caring, resilient children feels like it has global ramifications, not just familial ones.
I’ve resisted ‘mummy blogging’ for so long, partly because that term is so condescending, partly because I’m still finding my feet as a mother, partly because I only have one child so what do I even know?
But here I am, called to the page, called to the only thing that helps me process complex questions and emotions with any sense of peace – writing.
So, I invite you to join me in Made of Motherhood, my side project & creative experiment – a place where I will commit to writing about my experiences as a new(ish) mother, just to see what happens. To see how I feel. To get my thoughts out of my head and onto the page. To bear witness.
To start, I’m committing to recording 30 days of motherhood. Every day, for 30 days, I will write a diary-style snippet of my day. A reflection, an observation. Maybe a question. Maybe a vent.
I have no idea what I will write each day. All I know, is I’m going to show up to the blank page, see what I have to say, then push publish. For 30 days. Like a 30-day yoga challenge, only my mind will be doing all the stretching.
It could be very boring. It might be pretty repetitive. I might struggle to find new things to write about each day. But, I can promise you this: it will be real and honest; a warts-and-all approach to sharing. There will be no preaching, no ‘tips’, no parenting advice or philosophies. Just reflections and observations from one self-employed freelance writer doing what she knows best: using words to make sense of her world.
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Look forward to recording the first day tomorrow!