Some days I feel like we are thriving, we have loads of fun, make crafts, get all our normal school done for the day plus extra, we take family walks, watch lots of movies, and our new normal does not seem so overwhelming and scary.
I put together a boredom basket for the kids. It is filled with painting supplies, pompoms, gems, construction paper, playdough, and more. It has been a life saver, they have played with it a bunch. It has been great for the cold days we have had lately.
We have done a lot of baking, Destiny dyed her hair red, we have painted lots of pictures, read lots of books, I have been working on scrapbooks, and I have been making ear savers for health care workers and medically needy people.
Other days I feel like I am barely surviving. The kids are crazy, there are so many tears, so much fighting, and nothing seems like it goes right. By the end of the day my nerves are completely fried, and I am desperate for quiet. I long for the days of being able to take my book down to my local coffee shop, curl up in the corner booth, and drink coffee while reading. I miss my friends, I miss church, and one those days, it just feel so heavy.
Even though I know that all families are sitting in the same boat, and I know that I am not in this alone, some days feels incredibly isolating.
I know that all this will pass eventually, and I can't wait till it does. I miss my normal life!
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