Moving the Block

Writers Block, I have had some form of writers block for about 12 years now. Maybe I peaked too soon. I use to journal, and write poetry every single day. The words just wouldn’t stop flowing.

Then after I had my son, it just became to hard to find the time to write. Since then, I have sat down, and written a few lines here and there, made a few posts about my life, but I cant seem to get out of this writing funk.

When I opened up my computer and read my post from 3 years ago, I just had to sit back and laugh at how far my family has come since the day I wrote it. I was just starting to get hang of life with four children, and then BOOM! Just like that, Brian and I were having another baby.

Fast forward three years. Currently I am sitting in my bed, writing from my iPad, while my youngest daughter sits next to me applying bandaids to my arm because, well just because.

My life is complete chaos. We are so busy that we are just keeping our heads above water.

And as I type that line AB pulled on a hair coming from a mole on my cheek, this is my life.

Three years ago I told you that there was more to my story, to my chaos. So if I still have your attention after this, ,then stay tuned, and I will fill you in on my story.

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