Here, my friends, is a picture of my desk from this week, which I think explains rather well why I now plan on leaving the house 2 times a week. I began such a ritual this week and am now firmly convinced that, if I do not continue it, I'll never get anything done. Never!
My childless friends in China have all told me at one point or another these past few weeks, “Well, it seems like everything is back to normal. We are pretty much over this coronavirus thing except for the travel restrictions.”
To which I respond, “Yeah sure, maybe for you everything is back to normal. But for my wife and I, the lockdown is pretty much still in effect. We have a 3-year-old at home whose kindergarten is still closed indefinitely.”
So I’m gifted with these companions during the day. Sometimes castles are built for me even!
It’s wonderful and all, but how anyone expects parents to be that productive out of a home office right now when their kids are right there beside them all day is beyond me.
Y’all, I thought the expression, “My kids were climbing up the walls” was hyperbole. Well, I’m here to tell you that it is most decidedly not. If you don’t take the kid out to burn off energy for an hour or two (preferably longer) everyday, that’s what you get:
So please, as we start to peel back the layers of quarantine, please remember us struggling parents. We still are sheltering-in-place our little bundles of joy and deserve some compassion & understanding!