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Erin Shetron's avatar

"She was a force to be reckoned with, in so many ways. But this meant she was always in a hurry. She never had time to sit down and talk (something I deeply wished for), or just “be.” Her busyness made her inaccessible, and it was frustrating." -- I feel this so deeply about my mom and her (now passed) mom. I don't blame them, but I have always had that same longing for them to just "be" with me.

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Isabel Cowles Murphy's avatar

What a great topic, Debbie and so on my mind!!

I just had another baby (my 4th) and I LOVED the slow-down of late pregnancy and early postpartum. I've been noticing a tendency to feel guilty about getting busy again--an inclination to punish myself for 'missing' this baby time. But I love many things: exercise, writing, community-building. I'm being careful not to jump headlong into busyness as an addiction/ compulsion (which I was definitely practicing up until the middle of this last pregnancy) while also realizing that different forms of work and play light me up in valuable ways. I'm trying to hold onto variety because it makes everything better, while also building in deliberate periods of contemplative quiet--what I'm calling "sacred returns." Moments when I am with my new baby, nursing, playing, having snacks with the other kids. Cooking dinner. Reading with them in bed. Weekend family walks in nature with the baby on my chest. In other words, there is room for all of it, if I am super intentional about every moment.

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