On Feeling Reinvigorated

My kid embraces reinvigoration on the daily.

July has been a period of readjustment a few times over. 

I started a full-time copywriting job in June—my first full-time job since becoming a mom. A couple weeks later, two days before we were scheduled to start a cross-country road trip, our sewage system (improperly installed, turns out) backed up and flooded our basement. My husband and I got COVID (again). And finally, in a 180º pivot toward good news, I became an aunt!

Through all this I learned that hectic times call for reassessing, reprioritizing, and, most importantly, some good ol’ relaxing. I watched a couple of great films this month (Labaki’s Caramel, anyone?), enjoyed chocolate and wine, stared in awe at my beautiful baby niece in my arms, and remembered how fortunate I am in a myriad of ways.

I revised only five pages of my novel and wrote no other blog posts here.

But honestly—and this surprised me—I don’t feel all that bad about my dearth of productivity. We need to take a step back from our words sometimes, and focus on the life happening around us. And because some miracle intervened and I didn’t beat myself up for stepping back, I now feel energized and eager to create. I’ve got that delicious, heady rush that signals a mind full of fertile ideas. I’m like a fat little bumblebee, drunk on all these sweet nectar thoughts spinning round my brain.

Will anything come of them? Who knows. But that’s the best part of feeling reinvigorated, isn’t it? Sticking around to see what in the world might happen.

Sláinte,

Erin