Seriously?! What the heck was 2020? Viral pandemic, masks, lockdown, no toilet paper (was that an issue everywhere, or just the US)? Although we’re not in the clear JUST yet, the end if definitely in sight. I can’t believe it’s been a year and some change since the world was snatched by the collar and shaken upside-down. It seems as though nothing has changed, yet we’ve made incredible progress in this period of time.
It seems as though nothing has changed, yet we’ve made incredible progress in this period of time. During this season, much like you all, our little family has experienced times of joy and sadness, optimism and despair; but all in all, I’m thankful to still be here. When lockdown began and my husband began working from home we were beyond excited. Finally, I would get some help around the house and our son would be able to get more one-on-one time with Daddy. And the novelty of this arrangement lasted, honestly, much longer than I thought.
Then the anxiety and depression set in. The Zooms got old, the sense of community began to fade, and the ride to the end of the tunnel was seemingly endless. There were days when I didn’t want to talk to my husband and other days when my kid watched (no lie) 2+ hours of screen time. My home lacked structure and order and I felt like I couldn’t talk to anyone about it. Everyone was dealing with their own stuff. I didn’t want to pile my crap on theirs.
Thankfully, life for us, and hopefully most, began to look up. And that’s what this post is about: hope. I hope that you and your child(ren) are doing better, doing well. I hope that you’ve found your new normal and everything is falling into place. I hope that you will continue to stick with me as I jump head first back into blogging.
My family is making a lot of exciting changes and it’s my hope that you will come along on this journey with us!