“Can’t believe I’m making masks for my grandbabies and it’s not Halloween,” my mother posted on Facebook a few weeks ago along with this picture.
Her post struck me.
Maybe it was her words, which made me visualize my own babies wearing the masks.
“Can’t believe I’m making masks for my grandbabies and it’s not Halloween,” my mother posted on Facebook a few weeks ago along with this picture.
Her post struck me.
Maybe it was her words, which made me visualize my own babies wearing the masks.
This parenting during lockdown stuff is hard.
I mean REALLY hard.
I know I am lucky in so many ways. I truly do.
I am so grateful to have a safe home to stay with my family. Grateful that our jobs can be done remotely. Grateful that I am able to spend so much time bonding with my children.
Yesterday I went for a run.
I’m scared to go outside, but I need to get out of the house every few days for exercise and sanity.
I prefer to go out on rainy days so that there will be less chances of seeing other people.
Sadly, I have become frightened of people.