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Growing up, you could always find me making something. Whether it be beadwork, latchwork rugs (holla!), cross stitch, collages, or really bad poetry, I felt the most myself when I was being creative. This also carried over into gift giving. From painted and decoupaged trinket boxes to decorated frames, friends and family always received something handmade from me.
Then I became a mother. All of a sudden, my creativity became…diluted. It wasn’t for lack of motivation or inspiration. Truth be told, I had a really hard time reconciling my creative side with the sometimes overwhelming reality of raising children. Creative activities felt extraneous rather than worthwhile. I defined productivity by my to-do list rather than the creations I made. So I changed my perspective. I let go of the end result. I started to create again. And I noticed something.
Creativity is not finite. It is a muscle and it needs to be exercised. Once I allowed myself the freedom to create things again without judgment, the mother in me joined with the artist in me and…well, they lived happily ever after. (For the most part.) Holidays are once again filled with handmade creations and free afternoons are most often found with needles, glue, paper, and Pinterest close by. The difference now? I have helpers. Tiny, little, creative helpers. There is no better inspiration than that.
:: Photos above show this season’s creations. From clay ornaments to personalized coffee mugs, a doorway puppet theater for the 4 year old and a sensory board for the 1 year old. Here’s to honoring the creating, friends. ::