23,000 words. Considering I started writing my book in January of 2010, that may seem pathetic. But, to be quite honest, I've taken several months off. Raising kids takes over and I let this go sometimes. BUT I do return. And I will continue to return and finish. I want this too badly. My kids are three, almost two, and six months old. It's chaotic around here. I'm trying my best to be a great wife, great mother, great homemaker. And it is fulfilling. Truly, it is enough. Still I feel strongly about writing. I feel strongly about the book I'm working on and the impact it could have one people. I also have an idea for my second book already that I'm looking forward to beginning. Must. Finish. First. Book. First. And enjoy myself in the process. And occasionally blog, just so there is a record somewhere of this process that gets stuck in the internet world forever. :)
Hi, my name is Christy, and I don’t drink. I used to. I used to drink kinda frequently, actually. But now I don’t. No, I didn’t hit some ‘rock bottom’ moment, like drinking and driving and almost killing myself (or someone else.) I didn’t stop taking care of my responsibilities while drinking. I still woke up and took care of my kids every day. I just decided that it was getting to be too much. I was starting to dislike the way I felt. And I quit. I don’t drink anymore, but nothing has changed. (Except everything.) I used to be the first to say, with a laugh, “I don’t WANT to parent without alcohol!” Parenting is hard. My children are gifts that I thank God for daily, but the work involved with raising them is the hardest work I’ve ever done. ‘Mommy wine’ culture is a thing, and I was all about it. (well, I wasn’t so much a wine girl as a beer girl, but nonetheless I bought all of the 'mommy juice' sentiment that came with drinking.) I would tell myself that I deser...
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