A year ago, I had a baby. Hard to believe! And with that little bundle came a tremendous amount of responsibility, necessity, and unfortunately, no extra hours in a day. Still 24.

But the funniest thing has happened. Lately, I’ve had a million gazillion things on my mind, including some pretty intense planning, reorganizing, and repurposing. My brain buzzes constantly and sometimes, it’s all I can do to sit down and make a To Do list. Except when it’s naptime. Funny thing, as I’m rocking Grant to sleep (three times a day, sometimes 30mins at a stretch), my mind slows down and takes a breather. Dark room, rocking chair, classical music, warm little body snuggled in my lap. And my brain stops. I can think clearly, I can prioritize, I can plan. And it feels less like a frantic tornado and more like a conversation with an old friend. Sometimes, I hang out in there a bit past what’s necessary because the inner peace is nearly intoxicating.

I never saw that coming. 30mins?? Do you have any idea what I could accomplish in 30mins? How many patterns are running around in my brain, begging to be drawn? How many phone calls I need to return? How many gaping holes in QuickBooks need to be spackled? But the truth is, if I did sit down for just 30mins, I would probably spend the whole time frantically planning what to do with the 10mins I would have left after my brain slows down.

So give me my little boy, a rocking chair, a dark room, and some sweet music and in about 30mins I will have a solid plan of attack for the rest of my day.

And some snuggles. Everyone needs snuggles. It’s good for the brain.