Pandemic Motherhood Diary, Entry 41: “I Miss Brother”

Mother holding her baby.

Every morning, I get my five-year-old ready for school with my three-year-old right beside me. When I leave the drop-off line, my youngest says to me, “I miss brother.” When we bring the older one home, my youngest always picks up his brother’s backpack and wears it around the house. He tells me he’s pretending…

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Pandemic Motherhood Diary, Entry 39: A Birthday Without COVID

“I’m so excited!” That’s what our oldest son said to us every day leading up to his birthday party. After weeks of preparation on our part and months of suggestions on our son’s part, his birthday was finally here. It arrived on a cold and rainy day, which only contributed to the apprehensive feelings that…

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Pandemic Motherhood Diary Entry 36: Pandemic Mom Guilt

It was a typical ending of another successful school day for our evolving toddler. He hopped into the backseat more enthusiastically than usual, handing me a flier. “Fall Soccer Sign Up,” it said in big, bold blue and white letters. As I scanned the information, “mom guilt” set in. Regardless, I immediately joined him in…

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Pandemic Motherhood Diary, Entry 34: Fleeing Beryl

Another road trip was not in our immediate plans. But there we were, driving to Austin, TX, after 10 p.m. on July 8, following the chaos of Hurricane Beryl. After enduring a day without power and driving hours for hot food, we decided it was best to leave despite the looming worries of COVID-19. There…

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