Expectations vs Reality when it comes to writing, publishing and beyond

One of the first days after my husband’s parental leave ended, my parents offered to come over my house in the morning and watch both kids for me for a couple of hours so that I could have some time to myself. I was very excited. Sure, I’d have to still nurse the baby but I’d at least get some time to do whatever I wanted. I dreamed of getting a big chunk of time to actually concentrate on a writing project with my full attention, something I haven’t been able to do in ages. My expectations w...