Today marks 6 weeks since our confinement at home started. Quentin refers to it as the “coronavirus conundrum.” I think he simply likes the combination of words, but the days feel like a constant pull of being grateful that we are safe and healthy, and increasingly going crazy by the relentless monotony of the days, with no break and little variation. Continue reading
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Day 32 of our confinement to our home. The days have now turned into a predictable rhythm of remote learning assignments from the elementary school, juggling work and a toddler, endless dishes and laundry, and time in our backyard if the weather cooperates. We do telehealth appointments with doctors when needed, FaceTime with family, and Zoom meetings for church. I text constantly to stay connected, but it isn’t the same. I miss playdates, going to the museum or zoo, Starbucks, and dinners with my friends. Continue reading
Everything happened so quickly in a matter of days in March. As the news from Seattle grew more serious, with large tech firms ordering their employees to stay home, major sporting events, theaters, and other gatherings announced their closure. “Social Distancing” became a term we all knew. Various states began to put in place their own measures.
Yesterday I tried to remember: What was the last thing I did “before”?
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When I was pregnant with Autumn, I had a hospital bag packed. It wasn’t the typical “If I go into labor early, this is what I will grab as we rush out the door” bag. It was the “If the doctor tells me that my baby has no heartbeat, this is what I will tell Ger to grab for my stay at the hospital” bag. Continue reading
Every day, I look at my social media content from past years. Between Facebook, Instagram, and Twitter I post a lot. It has always been my way of capturing memories with our family. I am up to 634 days in a row of looking at Timehop, as an indication of how much I enjoy looking at past years and remembering what we were doing on those days.
Now, looking at those days have become a reminder of freedom in movement that we no longer have, at least for the next few weeks. The “shelter in place” order in Illinois is through April 7th. I will bet that it is going to be extended beyond that, and that we could be looking at months of confinement. Continue reading