Sometimes I feel tied down and constrained by motherhood.
Yet I realize that without my children, I could not soar.
I read an inspiring post this morning by Aimee at Artsyville about the challenges of being a parent and an artist. About the tears and frustration and hair-pulling moments when time is not your own. And about the joys and wonder and curiosity and seeing life anew. After I read her words, I finally understood why I've become so attracted to children's art. It's because my kids inspire me and make me see the world through their eyes.