No, this isn’t going to be some ponderous philosophical post, just a little bit of how I’ve been answering the question at 8:30 after Kara’s asleep, What can I do now to relax? What to do with my free time? Because I’ve not been so good at using it… I’ve mostly just been going to sleep early.
There have been a few crafts, but the only one I can remember right now is, with the help from my awesome friend Mary, making training pants for Kara. With a little inspiration from Pinterest, we (she) sewed the thickest part from some of Kara’s old pre-folds onto Kara’s new panties. Voila! Training pants. Now when Kara has “accidents” (of which there haven’t been nearly as many as I’ve expected from a 22-month-old), we don’t get puddles of urine on the floor.
But the main thing I’ve been doing is rediscovering how good it feels to write. Not to write creative stories, though I like doing that too—but to use a pen on paper and just write something. So, friends and family, I’ve been writing you letters. And they’re very strange, disconnected letters, because my art of letter-writing has gotten very rusty. They’ll get better. I hope.
I’ve tried to do some more reading, too… but I’m not a responsible reader. When I find a good book, especially a fast-paced one, I cannot put it down. Which was fine when I wasn’t a parent, but it doesn’t work so well for me now. It leaves Steve taking the full burden of entertaining our manic daughter in the evening (and also means I miss out on what is often the funniest part of the day), and it also means I go to bed way too late. I got a couple of slower-paced books (Pride and Prejudice and Wuthering Heights), but I still get in trouble of I pick them up before Kara’s actually sleeping. And it’s so hard to walk past them during a slow time and think, Just a couple of pages. Then 20 minutes later my understandably cranky kid is demanding how much longer she’s supposed to entertain herself when I’m sitting in the same room doing, apparently, nothing.
What hobbies have you been neglecting as the necessities of life creep up on your “spare” time? Have you done anything to reclaim them?