Five minute Friday is exactly what you might think it is- writing on a central topic for five minutes and hitting publish with wild abandon- no looking back for edits. This week’s topic is writing. The topic usually goes live on Thursday nights around 10:00 pm. Starting around 8:00 pm EST or so, you can usually find myself and rest of the crew hanging out on twitter using the #fmfparty hashtag.
I can’t get more than a sentence or two written before I am interrupted. I try to get up early to write. I like the quiet. I like the way the house smells before others wake up. And I ADORE the hot coffee. But it isn’t long before little feet and disheveled hair come creeping in to curl up on my lap and snuggle.
I try to steal a few moments later on in the day. Working via an app on my phone while I nurse the baby and think about dinner.
This is my life these days. Writing for five quiet minutes when everyone is in bed seems like such a luxury. And it is.
But I when they need me, I stop and shift gears. Even though the juices are flowing and I’ve got a good thread going. If only I could bang out these last few sentences, I think.
But then I remember.
I’m a mama first. Always first.
And I’m always interruptable.
So I take what I can get in the leftover moments of motherhood.
Not that it really fits, but this post is part of a 31 day series about Big Girl Panties. Click here to read of the series.