A woman said this to me once.
I was at an art opening with my honey daughter then 4 and my beautiful newborn son. I was talking to her as she was the mother of an old school friend when another lady came up and said "Oh hi Jemima i remember you, you're an artist too." I said "ha in a past life" and that's when it came out, my friend's mum said "Oh children rob you of your identity"
My daughter got into strife with some juice and i had to run off so didn't get a chance to reply, but at about 2am that morning i sat up in bed absolutely fuming.
How dare she! What! Aaaaarghh!
All this and she is a mother of two....
I seethed for weeks, everytime i thought of it i got madder, but it did make me think - what is my identity.
Children rob you of sleep, of disposable incomes, of the luxury to go to the bathroom with the door shut but not identity.
I really searched within myself and what i have come up with at this stage is that before i had children i had no idea who i was. They are a part of my identity as i am a part of theirs. My children add richness and character and laughter and have given me more inspiration for art works and creativity than i had previously known existed.
Of course i now have zero spare time, but if you love something and it is a part of you and creating is a part of mine then you find ways to wedge it in. Turn off the tube, do craft with your children, whatever you have to do...