Stephanie Morrill is a twenty-something living in Overland Park, Kansas with her husband and two kids. Her only talents are reading, writing, and drinking coffee, so career options were somewhat limited. Fortunately, she discovered a passion for young adult novels a few years ago and has been writing them ever since. Stephanie is the author of The Reinvention of Skylar Hoyt series and is currently working on other young adult projects. To check out her blog and read samples of her books, check out www.StephanieMorrillBooks.com and www.GoTeenWriters.com.
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Whine, whine, whine
So, I have to admit. I've been feeling a little bit sorry for myself.
I know, I know. It's dumb. Because let's take a little inventory of things I've prayed for and things God's given me.
4 years ago I prayed for God to take me back to Kansas City, to give me a baby, and have someone buy Me, Just Different.
Fast forward to a year later: I lived in a beautiful house in Kansas City, had a healthy, beautiful baby girl, and sold not only Me, Just Different, but two other books as well.
When we prayed for another baby, we got pregnant with Connor.
I'm in the process of praying for another book contract. And I just know God's going to blow my mind. It's His style.
Here's the thing. My life is amazing. But it's very ... home-based, for lack of a better word. Both my "jobs" (writing and Mommy) take place at home. Sometimes my entire morning will be getting the kids ready, going to the grocery store, feeding them lunch, and getting them down for their naps.
My career is to write, to entertain, and yet my days often feel full of nothing but diaper changes, outfit changes, and e-mails. Oh yeah. That's the stuff great page-turners are made of.
Part of me knows this is just a season of life. Connor won't always need to eat every 3 hours. McKenna will someday decide she's too old for diapers. One of these days, I'll get back to having the kinds of adventures I'm dreaming of. Like visiting Jane Austen's place in England. And seeing Lake Geneva. And going back to New England for leaf season (I know, I know. I'm old.)
One of these days I won't just be reading about things, I'll be doing things. And there'll be fewer posts about spit-up and more about ... I don't know. Hang-gliding.
Okay, maybe not. But one can hope.
So here's my question for y'all ... what do you do to stay content?
For me, it's looking at a picture like the one below, and reminding myself they won't be little like this forever: