All About COVID-19
Pandemic Motherhood Diary Entry 21: Is Three Years Old Too Soon?
My husband and I have been discussing the idea of our three-year-old attending school in person. The debates have involved various questions, considering these haven’t been normal times for us. Is three years old too soon? Is homeschooling an option? Is it safe? And, of course, one of the most prevalent questions of all, what…
Pandemic Motherhood Diary, Entry 20: Praying It Was Not the Virus Again
What does an entire week of your youngest toddler fighting various illnesses look like while COVID-19 is still a real threat? It looked like a 4 a.m. run to the nearest 24-hour pharmacy after various panic calls to the 24-hour nurse line. It looked like debating whether to test him for the virus. It looked…
Pandemic Motherhood Diary: Entry 19
It was March 15, and the year was 2020. We had taken our three-month-old to the church I grew up in just to visit the lady I considered my “play grandmother.” I wanted her to meet our first son. He was the child that I asked her to pray that we’d be able to conceive.…
Pandemic Motherhood Diary, Entry 18: Is it Really COVID
I sent a text message to a relative about a close family friend being ill with the virus. “Is it really COVID” the text response read. I was stunned and disappointed that the following question was not about her health or if she needed anything. Instead, it was a denial of the existence of the…
Pandemic Motherhood Diary, Entry 17: Showing up for a Friend
A couple of weeks ago, I received an invitation from a friend of mine to attend her wedding shower. After some reservations and inner debates, I decided to RSVP. I put my tea party-themed attire together, kissed my babies, turned my GPS on, and left. I got dressed up for the first time in a…
Pandemic Motherhood Diary, Entry 16: Going to Grad School Online
It had been more than a week since submitting my graduate school application. I had poured my heart into an essay expounding on why I was a worthy candidate for the criminal justice program. Thanksgiving week had come and gone. After I had waited anxiously for a congratulatory email, it finally came. My husband walked…
Pandemic Motherhood Diary, Entry 15: Thanksgiving With Mom
It has been more than a year and a half since I’ve seen my mom. This year, we decided to have her over for Thanksgiving. The moment we placed her into our car with our sons, I felt a huge sense of dread and nervousness. My mood sank, and I could barely shake the fear.…
Pandemic Motherhood Diary, Entry 14: Home With Mommy
My husband and I were with our kids at our realtor’s office. Our toddler noticed the Halloween decor right away. “Jack-o-lantern,” he said, while pointing all of them out. He counted the number of flowers in the vases. He even differentiated colors by shades, leaving an impression on our realtor. She asked what many had…
Whatever Normal Means After COVID: Pandemic Motherhood Diary, Entry 13
After the runny noses, crying kids who couldn’t stand taking medication, and lingering coughs for everyone, we finally returned to “normal.” Whatever normal means after COVID. Every day since has been a bold italicized question mark. I have been on edge with every idea, errand, and outing. We experienced one of the most traumatic lows…
Pandemic Motherhood Diary, Entry 12: A Storm was Coming. It was COVID.
All week long, the news had forewarned us a storm was coming that Thursday. Little did we know the storm my family was getting came in the form of a positive COVID test. After months and months of working and returning home just fine, my husband tested positive. I immediately shut down. Not because I…
