In this three-part blog series, we follow one of my favorite moms, Mary, as she gives her confessions as a mom during the COVID-19 pandemic.
The past couple of months have been challenging for all of us. Not only as a wife, not only as a mother – but just as a person. A human being. The vast majority of us have never seen anything like this. The oldest person I know is my grandmother, born in the ’30s, and even she missed the 1918 Flu Pandemic. The only words of wisdom she had to offer, were for us to stay home, stay safe, and pray. Great words they are, yet I – like everyone else – needed the details and quickly! I’m a planner.
I’m also an avid reader, an investigator full of curiosity. I have a deep need to learn as much as I can and the COVID-19 pandemic has created a new file in my working brain. A file that was initially empty. Have you ever “Googled” something and there were no entries? I have, but it was usually random thoughts or ideas. Things so minute. Nothing as impactful as an entire pandemic.
COVID-19, the beast that it is, offered site after site shrouded by mystery and apparent horror. The scientists were scrambling to learn by trial and experimentation before deeming any guidance gospel. As the numbers continued to climb, people were dying alone, morgues were filled to capacity, life was seemingly spinning out of control and I had to sit patiently and wait as information unfolded slowly.
As the anxiety of the unknown set in and I was forced to wait for information to come to light, mom and wife life morphed into something unprecedented as well.mary, mom/author & writer
Even then, newly released guidance was ever-changing. Creating anxiety within myself. I like certainty. It makes me feel safe, as I’m sure it does for everyone. The wait and see approach isn’t conducive to my brazen, aggressive path to clarity. But there I was- learning to wait and see. Ah, patience! There you are! Again! I know one thing for sure, it’s that if it’s patience you are seeking – the obstacle course will find you so that you may earn your patience. You are taught patience, not given patience. So, sit down you might, or battle the fight. Your choice, yet not always so easy to do. As the anxiety of the unknown set in and I was forced to wait for information to come to light, mom and wife life morphed into something unprecedented as well.
One day, I had a mountain of issues at hand, several pots in the fire. I was stressed to the gills. Making what felt like a hundred calls a day trying to get things situated for my first grader who has been struggling academically and emotionally. Creating lengthy emails detailing my plight to the school board, to doctors, to therapists and advocates. Doctor appointments everywhere all over the mid-state, two kids in two different schools, and I was the bus. Then the next day, everything was in the air. Postponed meetings, appointments, etc. It all blew my OCD mind as the X’s started to cover the pages of my new 2020 calendar.
Be sure to check out the next installment of Confessions of a Mom During COVID-19 to hear more about Mary’s experiences during the COVID-19 pandemic.