I haven’t written to you for a while because there isn’t actually much to say. Days pass, nights come and go, cases rise, deaths rise, small changes to flatten the curve are made as necessary, we listen to our mayor speak almost every day at 5:15pm. Oh, well, we just received the masks Dad ordered because now we’re all encouraged to wear masks when going out and all essential workers must also wear them (your dad is one, if you’re wondering).
There are days when I don’t even seem to remember there is a pandemic going on, that it isn’t abnormal to be stuck at home. After all, we don’t go out much, anyways. Unless Dad is home and not actively working, the news is on, otherwise the TV is off or on PBS. It’s easy to let the horrors of the world pass us by. No one we know is sick. It’s easy to forget. It’s also been raining, which isn’t exactly normal in April, so there’s no feeling of needing to be out and about. Though I imagine Sister is missing all the puddles she could be splashing in.
There are things I miss about the days before the pandemic. I miss taking Brother to and from school and getting to see him run around the Kindergarten yard. I miss seeing Brother interact, or not interact, with his classmates. I miss yelling at Brother to remind him to not drop his folder. I miss getting 20-25 minutes of uninterrupted reading time 4 afternoons a week while Sister sleeps when we wait for the bell signaling school is over. I miss having my mornings dedicated to Sister, and to cleaning as doing all the cleaning on Saturdays is exhausting. I miss the schedule we had before. I miss the ways things were.
At the same time, I am enjoying this time. We get to be together more often. I get to be involved in Brother’s education. I get to see how the teacher teaches and what Brother is learning. Sister gets her full naptimes, uninterrupted. Dad is home more often. I love not having to pack lunches. I also like that I get to sleep in a little longer. It feels like we exist in our own microcosm, just us all day every day. We’re comfortable and happy with each other, and we’re not big on going out and socializing, so life feels cozy, if a little chilly with all the rain we’ve been getting!
We have started doing Zoom meetings with family, which is nice because not everyone lives close by anymore. You get to see your cousins, aunts and uncles, and Nana and Papa (who, by the way, is feeling a little cooped up!). We don’t get to talk often, and you two would rather run rampant, but it’s still nice to be able to connect and see everyone.
Really, kids, I think we’ve settled into this. Dad goes out and does all the shopping. We don’t have to force socks and shoes on either of you. No one asks to go outside. Most of the time, the days just pass us by. Things happen that we’re dimly aware of. Many more things don’t happen. We are lucky Dad still has a job. We are lucky we have a warm home. We are lucky Dad loves to stock up, so we are fine on everything except the perishables. We play and have screen time. You refuse to eat what I give you and we clean up messes. We’re teaching you responsibility and to come up with your own ideas. We’re finding toys that were squirreled away.
Honestly, not much has changed for us. It’s nice to not have a small child whining about having to go to the market every weekend.