Day #39: I Don't Have Enough Coffee for a Pandemic Easter
James was up at 6. Oh, lordy.
One thing I have not done is sort out some kind of a normal bedtime for myself. Max has been sleeping through the night which is amazing but by the time he goes down it's 9 p.m. and I try to have some semblance of time for myself and suddenly my good plans of being in bed by 10:30 become 11:30. Or, last night, 1:00.
Ordinarily I would say, eff this, it's too early, go do something, anything. But it's Easter and I can't turn him loose in the house because the rule is we don't look for the eggs or in the baskets until everyone is up. And I might wake everyone at 8, but not 6. And if I send him back to bed, he won't go. Not when there's presents. So I did what any self respecting mom would do, I brought him into my room, put on a movie, and tried to doze.
Hence we never really got our shit together today. I meant to make a coffee cake...or something resembling actual food...but it didn't happen. We mostly broke hunks of honey baked ham off and had chocolate and homemade bread with butter. For dinner I opened a bag salad to add to this party.
Josh didn't feel well most of the afternoon...he doesn't have any classic coronavirus symptoms, no cough, no fever, just a headache and tired, so we are both hoping it's just exhaustion. It's super easy to feel anything less than 100% and make yourself crazy in this environment, but I'm sure he'll be fine. So he was out of commission most of the afternoon. And honestly, I barely had the energy to take the troops outside and when I did it was me on the porch saying stay in the front yard and blowing the occasional bubble. The neighbors across the street washed their cars. God love them. And Max took a nap for only about 45 minutes.
All in all, though, it wasn't half bad. It kind of felt like Christmas lite only with sunshine. There was good food that we mostly just snacked on. I was in jammies a lot and slippers most of the day (I'm buying myself these exact slippers when this is over because I'm gonna wear them to shreds I live in them now.) It was kinda peaceful and nice. And I was exhausted. That's kind of like Christmas with small children. Complete with the family video chats.
For me, the low point was actually church. Church was what made me sad. We really haven't been doing church much since it went all online....getting them to pay attention when they are there is difficult enough, on video forget it. But it's Easter so we couldn't skip church. And it was lovely. They did a nice job. They are using zoom so they can have different speakers chime in from their own homes and then they drop in YouTube videos of the music recorded earlier this week. But it just made me really sad. As lovely as it was, church was the only time when I really felt the absence of normal. And that's too bad. It's hard when something like that that brings solace just adds to the distance you feel. I may do church again at some point before it's over but if I'm honest I'm not all that excited about it. I like other things. Our minister has recorded facebook messages from his balcony during the week sometimes just to say hi and give thoughts. He did a little chapel for the preschoolers last week and even though James isn't in preschool anymore he enjoyed it. So those things are nice, but the church service itself just felt sad.
And tomorrow...there is more school by zoom after a week off from it. James is not excited at all. It's hard to blame him. I wouldn't be. We are going to continue to take school a la carte and do what feels comfortable for us. It's not worth fighting him.
So this, the holiest of days for people of my faith was a pretty good one. Family is well, all video chats were successful. There is joy. We are surviving. We are okay.
Today I am grateful for bubble mixture, snack foods, Reese's peanut butter eggs, Kool-Aid, sunshine, flowers, neighbors, family, Jesus, health, and blessed quiet. He is risen indeed.
One thing I have not done is sort out some kind of a normal bedtime for myself. Max has been sleeping through the night which is amazing but by the time he goes down it's 9 p.m. and I try to have some semblance of time for myself and suddenly my good plans of being in bed by 10:30 become 11:30. Or, last night, 1:00.
Ordinarily I would say, eff this, it's too early, go do something, anything. But it's Easter and I can't turn him loose in the house because the rule is we don't look for the eggs or in the baskets until everyone is up. And I might wake everyone at 8, but not 6. And if I send him back to bed, he won't go. Not when there's presents. So I did what any self respecting mom would do, I brought him into my room, put on a movie, and tried to doze.
Hence we never really got our shit together today. I meant to make a coffee cake...or something resembling actual food...but it didn't happen. We mostly broke hunks of honey baked ham off and had chocolate and homemade bread with butter. For dinner I opened a bag salad to add to this party.
Josh didn't feel well most of the afternoon...he doesn't have any classic coronavirus symptoms, no cough, no fever, just a headache and tired, so we are both hoping it's just exhaustion. It's super easy to feel anything less than 100% and make yourself crazy in this environment, but I'm sure he'll be fine. So he was out of commission most of the afternoon. And honestly, I barely had the energy to take the troops outside and when I did it was me on the porch saying stay in the front yard and blowing the occasional bubble. The neighbors across the street washed their cars. God love them. And Max took a nap for only about 45 minutes.
All in all, though, it wasn't half bad. It kind of felt like Christmas lite only with sunshine. There was good food that we mostly just snacked on. I was in jammies a lot and slippers most of the day (I'm buying myself these exact slippers when this is over because I'm gonna wear them to shreds I live in them now.) It was kinda peaceful and nice. And I was exhausted. That's kind of like Christmas with small children. Complete with the family video chats.
For me, the low point was actually church. Church was what made me sad. We really haven't been doing church much since it went all online....getting them to pay attention when they are there is difficult enough, on video forget it. But it's Easter so we couldn't skip church. And it was lovely. They did a nice job. They are using zoom so they can have different speakers chime in from their own homes and then they drop in YouTube videos of the music recorded earlier this week. But it just made me really sad. As lovely as it was, church was the only time when I really felt the absence of normal. And that's too bad. It's hard when something like that that brings solace just adds to the distance you feel. I may do church again at some point before it's over but if I'm honest I'm not all that excited about it. I like other things. Our minister has recorded facebook messages from his balcony during the week sometimes just to say hi and give thoughts. He did a little chapel for the preschoolers last week and even though James isn't in preschool anymore he enjoyed it. So those things are nice, but the church service itself just felt sad.
And tomorrow...there is more school by zoom after a week off from it. James is not excited at all. It's hard to blame him. I wouldn't be. We are going to continue to take school a la carte and do what feels comfortable for us. It's not worth fighting him.
So this, the holiest of days for people of my faith was a pretty good one. Family is well, all video chats were successful. There is joy. We are surviving. We are okay.
Today I am grateful for bubble mixture, snack foods, Reese's peanut butter eggs, Kool-Aid, sunshine, flowers, neighbors, family, Jesus, health, and blessed quiet. He is risen indeed.
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