Need and Joy Collide

Welcome to the Rebirth of Communicate Creativity!

Throughout August, I will be sharing the story of this blog’s roots.

Read part onetwothreefour, and five.

My thoughts as I worked through Mary DeMuth’s exercises about finding my passion led me to the importance of mothers. With that in mind, what is the world’s greatest need? And how can that crash into my joy?

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The answer goes beyond the need for mothers and into what mothers need.

So, I’m a mother. I love and enjoy my children. I strive to train them up in the way they should go, and I don’t think I’m doing a terrible job of it.

But! There are those days . . .

I get tired and cranky. I lose my temper and raise my voice. I sometimes crush little spirits. Then I find myself having to back up and try again.

My heart and head are filled with mixed messages.

Am I being selfish when I demand a little writing time? Should I devote my entire being to the raising and educating of my little ones and being a helpmeet to my husband? Is writing and being a wife and mother mutually exclusive?

I’m not going to bring up that word “balance” because it’s not about balance. We don’t live on a seesaw! It’s about being a whole person for all the seasons of my life.

Right now, for instance, it’s a simple fact that my nursing infant requires a large portion of my time to survive and thrive. Also, my two year old needs minute to minute reminders that he has not been replaced and forgotten. My four year old is requesting several extra hugs and kisses before bedtime even when the previously mentioned infant is crying in the next room. And my six year old craves verbal praise for all her efforts to help me. (She is becoming an expert sandwich-maker. “Look, Mama! I did better at cutting them into triangles!”)

Not last on the list is my wonderful, attentive, hard-working, and self-sacrificing husband who honestly wants me to pursue my interests. He just hopes to be high up on the list of interests!

I am a writing mama. My family is not an inconvenience blocking the way to my writing dreams.

But . . . Sometimes I need a little encouragement. I bet other writing mamas do too.

So, finally, we have reached the purpose of this blog!

To celebrate living and loving the life of a writing mama.

I’ll unpack this mission more in my next blog post. I hope you have enjoyed this series on the Rebirth of Communicate Creativity. I have many great plans which I will complete one post at a time.

Will you join the party? How can you celebrate today? How can you encourage a mama who might feel a little trapped in her current life season?

Want some encouragement right now? Read The Hand That Rocks the Cradle.

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  • http://adventure-some.com Matthew

    Now this sounds like an excellent purpose! I can’t wait to see how it comes to fruition. :D

    As always, I love reading your work.

    • http://communicatecreativity.com/ Rebecca A. Burgener

      Thanks, Matthew! I’m anxious to see how things work out as well!

  • Donal Mahoney

    You ask, “Am I being selfish when I demand a little writing time?” As the father of five born quickly and who are now adults, and as the husband of the woman who bore them, I watched her struggle with post-partum depression at a time when that malaise had no name. It is important for you to take care of yourself, not simply physically but spiritually, emotionally and psychologically as well. If writing can help you in that regard, make time for it somehow. Far better to write than to struggle with a fog that can enter your mind from nowhere and linger much longer than you might now imagine. Sorry to sound dour. But I hope you will write as much as possible and live life to its fullest.

    • http://communicatecreativity.com/ Rebecca A. Burgener

      Thank you for your thoughts, Donal. I am glad your wife had a husband who was aware of her struggles.

      I have struggled myself with that enemy, post-partum depression, and I really don’t know how I would get through it without the wonderful support of my good man.

      Writing does help me a great deal.

      Thank you for your encouragement.