Being organised, yes.
Yesterday I went to a school Mum’s coffee morning (it’s the closest I can suffer being reasonably introverted, yet needing to at least be recognised occasionally by human beings who aren’t related to me).
There I met a writer – she never said what she writes – who has four kids, one of them a toddler. So she writes late at night.
When I had a toddler, I wrote or crafted in the weekends only, or later into the evening. Once she got older, it got harder, then easier. Now I have the whole school day to myself. No excuses, I have it all, just need to do it all.