08/08/2025
“The Magna-tile Curtin”
This is part two from yesterday’s artwork — my boys building a wall of magna-tiles around me. It’s how I sometimes feel in motherhood: trapped, enclosed… like I’m separated from freedom. And honestly, I hate even admitting that on the internet because I know there will be people thinking I should just be grateful for what I have— which I am. One hundred percent. But we can also be real about how we feel, right?
I wished for this life for YEARS and I truly love it every single day. But still, I can’t run off to Mexico for a week long retreat. I can’t enroll in a glassblowing class that meets every Saturday for 6 weeks. I can’t even enjoy a cup of coffee in bed after 7am. And I know that one day I’ll be able to do all those things and more. but the point is… right now they’ve got me. I’m theirs. Full-on Stockholm Syndrome.
What’s harder is how that wall can cut me off from other relationships — friends, family, and even myself. I’m often too tired to text back, too stretched to call, too busy keeping the little humans alive to nurture much else. And I feel guilty about that often. I just hope the people I love can see past the curtain and still know I’m here.
While I’m trapped in this slice of life I definitely take time to look around and appreciate it, hold on to it, and appreciate the beauty that it holds.