I’m starting to feel like the experimental phase is giving way to expression with the 100 Days of INK Drops. It’s been so much fun thus far and now things are taking shape. 🙂

I am FINALLY back on track – waking up a couple hours early to do my morning pages and start the day making art…. I finally feel centered again. Or, I’m getting there. April was a little chaotic with traveling, family being sick, and laying the not so fun, but ever so necessary, groundwork for some new adventures but we got through it!

Through it… in real time. I guess it’s tempting to say we wish we could fast forward through certain times when things are tough, but in the spirit of living mindfully, I really tried to live my best life through the difficulties. I tried to fashion my character through the fire… it wasn’t easy. It wasn’t fun or pretty. But, I got through it and I learned a few things about myself and learned to appreciate my home, my partner, and my beautiful family so much more.

With all that’s going on at present, I won’t be able to blog every day as originally intended, but I will keep it going regularly and once the dust settles a little, I’ll come back full swing. 🙂

I am still keeping up with The 100 Day Project and you can follow that journey via instagram with my 100 Days of INK Drops!

 

A closeup for Day 20 of #100DaysofINKDrops – things are a bit crazy at the moment, trying to stay on top of it all. Sometimes it feels like I’m sinking…

Day 13/100 – Loving where this new style of playing with ink drops is taking me. I could play with water, ink, lines, and random tools all day long. Gonna start making bigger and bigger pieces.

P.S. I didn’t have time to edit my photo today, so I’m just posting it as is.

 

Day 10 of 100 Days… in celebration, I published some of my favorite #CMBOS 100Dayer posts to the CreativeMornings/Boston profile and it’s been so great to shine some light on our awesome participants. At first I thought it would be very hard to facilitate the local support group, but I am finding so much love and light from within the group that I find myself inspired in spite of exhaustion, sickness, and endless lists of things that must be done. That’s why it’s called a labor of love, I suppose.

With an unprecedented lapse of 6 days since my last post, one can easily imagine that the “rough” traveling got “rougher.”

One would be right.

Sick toddler, trouble with accommodations, jet lag, time difference, etc… all lead to one giant heaping mess. Our family of three has never been more grateful to be in our own little home.

In the spirit of catching up on the posts, I am putting all of my recent 100 Day project posts here in chronological order:

Day 4/100 – Got kicked about 5 Dozen times last night by the cutest little toddler feet but we are making this happen. I’m a work-from-home mom so I get to spend a bunch of time with my little one, but I’m feeling EXTRA maternal spending 24/7 with her on this trip. It’s kinda nice, albeit exhausting. I know one day she’ll be all grown up… this phase goes by so quickly. I’m soaking it up. <3

Day 5/100 – My toddler is obsessed with fish – we draw, sketch, and paint them endlessly. She had a rough jet lag day today and may be coming down with something so we took it easy and we sat and drew lots of fish. “Mommy, draw el pescado please.” No joke, she even sleep talked about it. Lol.

Day 6/100 – As a mother, nothing quite breaks your heart as much as watching your child suffer any pain or deprivation. Baby girl had a 102 fever yesterday, still so jet lagged, and not eating out well because she is missing home cooking… and she is just in protest mode.

Day 7/100 – A half hour poolside while the morning shade protected us… just to get some fresh air with our sick little babe. Took the opportunity to do a little something… totally not my fave, but it was an experiment and it gives me something to work with. Most importantly, it is done.

Day 8/100: Even though this trip has been a disaster, and even though this family of three has been tested and tried, I can honestly say I feel blessed to have my little family. This too shall pass. Flying home today.

Day 9/100 (today): I always thought of home sickness as a mental and emotional state of painful longing, but I learned on this trip that it can be physical pain as well. I missed our home so dreadfully… I know the hubs and kiddo missed home as much as I did. We are all in happy (sleepy) recovery mode.