(Thanks valet at Meg’s fancy hotel for taking our picture even if it is with a harsh flash and horrible light.)
My long time blogging and pattern designing friend Meg from Sew Liberated came to Denver last week to film a class at Denver based Craftsy. We went out to dinner one night while she was here and had a happy adventure. My down town excursions to date have consisted mainly of museum visits with packed lunches. This time I picked Meg up from her fancy hotel, wandered about looking for the parking garage, walked a few blocks in the wrong direction, and then found our restaurant (that even needed reservations). Meg was a very good sport. We exchanged crazy in-law stories, meeting our husbands stories, and chatted and chatted. She is every bit as beautiful and thoughtful in real life as her blog is. I had to pee no less than three times over the course of dinner. They were very good at refilling water glasses at Osteria Marco.
At one point we talked a bit about business and making things. She expressed how much she wished she didn’t have to work so much and could just focus on her boys. As Sew Liberated has grown her and Patrick have divided parenting time and she frequently spends half the day focused just on her business. “Oh, so that’s how you do it,” it dawned on me. I often wish I had more uninterrupted time to focus on making things, designing things, blogging things– but the last time I had 4 hours of focused, uninterrupted time was probably in early 2000. I don’t have a popular blog, a craft book to my name, or recent art covering my walls.
But I do have my dream job. I’m a stay at home, homeschooling mom of the six most amazing little people that ever were. There will be days in my future that I can focus on things other than refereeing who sits in the corner of the big couch, reading stories, feeding mouths, and examining the intricacies of the latest Lego ship. These are the days I can never get back. Someday these days of nursing my last baby, tickling my 3 year old, watching Ian learn to read will have seemed too short.
And I have to remind myself THIS is my dream job.
Well, maybe your blog is not popular, but I really like it! And there is nothing this magical as watching your children grow, seeing the radars working in their head and suddenly they can do something new.
Whish I was a stay at home mom:-)
Walking Kenny into school, he was holding my hand, I had to remember that these times go by so fast. There will be time later for those other things, and if there isn’t I savored him holding my hand for those few minutes.
Jess,
I LOVE this post. We do have dreams jobs, don’t we? I feel like in many ways I have missed the last year of my children’s lives and I have committed to put them, put US, first this school year. I am so blessed to be able to teach my own children to read, to have picnic lunches, to see the gobs of bugs they catch, and to see them dance around our school room. It is the best job in the world and I am determined to be present in it more than I ever have been before.
You are amazing Jessica! And your blog is one I love. It always makes me feel happy to know you! You are a ver wise young woman!