Sparking Creativity!

I remember when our youngest son was born–our fourth child in five years. What were we thinking? I’d had three years of sleep deprivation and my mother had come to help with the newborn. As I breastfed Dale, the other three youngsters crawled on my lap looking for special time with me. My mother looked at me, shook her head and told me these would be the happiest days of my life. I stared back at her and said, “You mean it gets worse?”

What kept me sane in those days was creating fun, inventive ways to keep our children occupied. We had rainy day picnics beneath the kitchen table. Backwards day when I served dinner for breakfast and breakfast for dinner. I made up games and bedtime stories. Those early years as a wife and mother were what fed me creatively so when it came time to write my mind was already primed.