The Hood
Good Day Faithful Readers!
It's currently 7:15AM EST and I am up writing. My other half has gone to work for the day, and our son is sleeping. I have a hot cup of tea. Too hot, actually; I burnt my tongue. Regardless..... I was "setting up shop" to update the blog, and write some more of my novel, when a thought crossed my mind. What it's like being an author AND a mother. Authorhood and Motherhood.
I think it's fair to say that I knew I would be an author long before I knew I'd be a mother. Writing has always come so naturally to me. Motherhood, did not.
I have journals in my memory box from when I was 10 years old. Poetry has always been a love of mine, so of course the pages of each journal are scribbled with my 10 year old version of what love is; or maybe what love looked like to me at that age. HA. I laugh at the idea.
While I thought I knew what love was at 10 years old, I did not learn what it truly was until I entered Motherhood over 15 years later. Being a mother, much like being an author ( in my opinion) takes balance. It's like a delicate dance; a Waltz.
It's beautiful.
Authorhood for me is waking up at 6:30AM to write.
Motherhood for me is using the bathroom at 6:35AM and being interrupted by a very soft, very gentle "hello? mama?" When my son wakes.
Both Motherhood and Authorhood require discipline for me. Routine. Schedules. Dedication. They are both difficult but extremely rewarding. To watch something you nurtured and meticulously took care of blossom into its own.
Honestly, I wouldn't trade either for the world!
In closing, I could go on and on about both adventures. It's interesting to see how a simple thought can turn into an entire blog post. It's even more interesting how I am ending the blog post because my son is waking up. LOL!
Y,all be bless!
Best,
SamDel









