Friday, August 23, 2013

Five Minute Friday

I discovered a new blog today and was inspired to follow directions to write for just five minutes. No editing, no over-thinking, just writing. I'm scared to put this up here. I haven't written, really, in a long time and I'm never public about my writing. I like to pour over the details and edit, edit, edit. Even then I make my husband read it before I I'd let anyone else near it. Not today. I'm being brave. I know this isn't really such a scary thing, but for me it kind of is. The prompt is "Last".

Go.


Last but not least. That is how I've been thinking about myself recently. And even though it sounds like I'm being a martyr, I don't mean it that way at all. I just mean that since becoming a mother almost three years ago, my life has become a lot less about, well, me, and more about the two little girls that have become my shadows. They are more than just my shadows though. They are also my light and my purpose, my frustration and my joy. My every-waking-moment and my thoughts when I'm in bed and thinking about doing it all again tomorrow.

At some point I realized I was coming in last. Not losing, just coming in last on the long list of priorities that fill the pages of my day planner. I was craving a creative outlet, which is a little interesting considering I never done something more literally creative than conceive, bear and tend to two gorgeous little girls. But something creative just for me. Something all my own. So I've been playing with my camera more and blogging more and writing in my journal more. It seemed larger creative pursuits were a little beyond the scope of my time-restraints. It seems all I do for me has to happen after the girls are in bed. Or while they are watching the iPad as I furiously type these words. But I think that is why I like this so much. Maybe I have found a new creative outlet. Because I have five minutes every Friday, or at least I can create five minutes while PBS kids plays in the background. For five minutes I will not be last, because I know I am worth more than the least. 

Stop.


Five Minute Friday

7 comments:

Eileen said...

I really like this. We do often come in "last" as mothers. Glad you are making time to create! And welcome to FMF!

Becky @ beckykeife.com said...

Welcome to FMF! So glad you found us. I can SO relate to your post. I have 3 boys ages 4 and under, so me time is often last, if it happens at all. But I'm slowly learning that taking time to connect with God and others to be filled up and encouraged is as important as folding laundry, making dinner, and building another blanket fort. So keep putting those precious girls first while still finding ways big or small to nurture YOU!

Blessings,
Becky

Anonymous said...

welcome to FMF. its a great place to write and be inspired and meet such awesome people who also write. I love the diversity of the answers every week even though we write from the same prompt. I am glad that God gave the idea to lisa-jo and we are able to participate. So glad that you could take some time to have some special time for you...hope you are able to join every week. It is a breathe of fresh air for me usually.

grace said...

Good first fmf post!

Anonymous said...

I love this... and I can relate to nearly every word (except my two little people are boys ;) ) yes, keep doing something for yourself - we need it!!

Spencer and Julia said...

Beautifully said. It's true that as a mom you are last and there is the great balance of losing yourself in the service of others while not loosing it completely. Kudos to you on finding ways to have an outlet. I'm still working on that one...

editor said...

Hi Lauren,

I want to read more about your writing. Are you working on a fun project--a story, a book?

Take Care,
Amy