Write with Kare

Most days, I am awaken by my toddler’s request to be held and suckled. Then I ready us for work and school. I pick her up, we have dinner. I, or her father, put her to bed and then I promptly go to bed. Often as I drift to sleep I have the passing though, I could be writing right now.

I’m trying a new thing. 4 am wakeup calls and day one was already a fail. I set an alarm but it didn’t have any sound?

When to write? My husband and I take turns. When he plays drums or either one of us goes to the gym, we take turns with the baby. But what that also means is less time that I am together with him. So, I’m trying this new thing where I take my turn before the rest of my family wakes up. And, of course, I can hear the creak of my husband’s body shifting in bed, the gentle call of “mama” from my daughter’s lips. My real alarm, are the sounds of my family on the weekend. The people I desperately want to spend my every waking moment with.