Wow, so today I got some good writing in.
Baby girl and I went to church this morning. Hubby was feeling sick so he stayed home.
When we got back from church it was early and baby girl wasn’t ready for lunch so I gave her a graham cracker and some juice and let her play in her room.
I made a cup of coffee and went to my office and while she played I typed, and I typed and I typed. Hubby came in on the occasion to check on me and when I was done having my best writing session I have had in years, I looked up at the clock and it said 4:45pm.
Um, I did not feed my child lunch! Are you kidding me! I was so shocked that I had typed right through lunch and well into the afternoon. Baby girl’s room is right beside me and I could hear her playing all the time but she never once said.
Oh hey mom, think you want to give me some food anytime soon?
I got sucked way too far into my story tonight. I was embarrassed, how could I have completely forgotten to feed my child?
There is something about the power of writing. Something about that moment when everything lines up and the words are flying out of your brain faster than your speedy fingers can type them on the screen.
That is where I was today for a few hours. It was awesome and horrible at the same time!