The cycle of adapting to this new way of living was a real roller coaster to me, so much that I think i can now say I truly understand that comparison. 🎢
In the beginning it was more of a denial and brushing it off phase, where I thought it wouldn’t affect us and nothing about our life would change. Then it moved to more of a shock, still denial, and a whole lot of panic. See we have heard of pandemics, read about them, even seen films about them.. but we never lived through one quite like this before. As our lives turned upside down, uncertainty settled in leaving a very bitter taste in our mouths while we kept a calm and happy face for our children. There’s just so many things I learned, reflected upon, actually gave thought to, and finally slowed down into acceptance. Before I was constantly checking updates daily, reading the numbers and articles about numbers, hungry for something hopeful, someone to say it’s almost over. Then as the weeks went by, I stopped checking so much. Me checking wasn’t going to change anything, and this would end when it does. And I’ll hear about it I’m sure.
These past two months have been life changing. Eye opening. They’ve driven me to some really low moments as well as triumphs. And now when the world around us is opening up, knowing that we’ve gotten through the worst of it (inshallah) even done Ramadan through this whole thing- I must acknowledge how much stronger we’ve come out because of it. We’ve endured, been patient, cooperative and conscientious of all those who’ve made a difference during this testing time. We’ve made it and I pray that Allah eases the difficulty and we can move forward stronger and closer to a better time 🙌🏼 You ready?
Sometimes blessings aren’t noticed, they aren’t counted because we didn’t even acknowledge them as a blessing.
In February we had been discussing updating the girls room to two twin size beds. This was more of an excuse for me to redesign their bedroom, but also to ensure that they sleep in their own beds on their own. Putting them to sleep for us looked like me in the middle of the two kids, with the baby on my chest. It was a struggle. Tiring to say the least and physically exhausting for me. I do this every other day, but was sure that the kids wouldn’t transition to sleeping on their own without an incentive: their own beds of choice.. princess beds 🤦♀️ Well due to Covid, our plans to redo the bedroom came to a halt. I stopped planning everything out, because of shipping delays and the lack of access to feel fabrics or browse furniture.
Then something strange and magical happened. About 5 days ago, I asked my little one if she can sleep on her own. She turned and said, Can me and Ridha play a little then? I said yes, you can play for 5 min but then both of you sleep on your own. And they both agreed. So for the past 5 days, the girls have gone up, did bedtime routine, we take turns brushing them & tucking them in, and the trade off is that they get to play for 5-10 min, then sleep on their own. And it’s been life changing.
There’s no longer a dread, it’s more of an excitement & anticipation, for all of us. I don’t know if it will last, but I do know that this was a blessing from God. Something I didn’t ask for, something unplanned, and something that feels really, really rewarding. Alhamdulillah for huge blessings like this, and I hope that many more of us receive such blessings ❤️❤️
It’s been 30 days since we have practiced social
distancing & kept the kids at home. Something that began as “just two weeks” has now completed 30 days and probably another 30+ more to come. •
In the beginning of #socialdistancing I didn’t have a rock solid routine (still don’t). I first tried to keep to my normal activities, what I always did after I dropped the kids to school. After a few days of burning out, I had to rework my day or lose my sanity. So slowly I started to switch gears and this time what I did differently was: put my kids first. •
Don’t get me wrong, my kids always come first. Why do I cook and clean and prioritize these things at the beginning of my day.. because I want to be done with chores so that I can relax with them for the rest of the day. But that never happens the way I imagine it. •
So instead what we began doing was after getting up & having breakfast, I would put the little one to sleep and then I’d come back down and we start our “Lesson”. Totally winged those, i mean there were TONS of free resources circulating so that part wasn’t hard. We normally read some sort of a story or lesson, talk about it, and then a related word search or coloring activity and then end with a video about it. Nothing crazy or complicated. In the beginning I did try my hand at fun crafty things but like I said- burnt out. And I found that the kids really enjoyed these simpler activities just fine. After we finished, we pray. And after that, the kids are in such a better mood bc they were the center of attention, they had their structured time & they’re happy to play on their own. Which gave me the time I needed to cook/clean. •
It’s been exhausting, I’ve been spent everyday. The mess never stops, the eating and snacking sees no end. The baby cooperates and she doesn’t. But hey- it’s working for me. •
Today, my husband was off for Good Friday. I asked him to do breakfast duty (not cook it, it was already prepared) and he did. He served the girls, fed the baby, and I took a long hot shower first thing in the morning- what a mood changer. And when I came down, my two girls were sitting at their table asking me to start our lesson. #proudmommy
This is a time that we will remember forever. Fast forward 10, 15, 20 years and we’ll be talking about that month that we stayed in because of #corona2020. I just hope they remember some of it... 📷
What’s been your favorite thing about staying in? Mine would be family movie nights every Saturday, something we ALL look forward to! And also taking family walks, something we seldom did but kids enjoy so much, and a little fresh air does absolute wonders after spending days on end indoors! 🌤
I’m one of those people who thinks about living in a different era, quite a lot. What if we lived in a time when we didn’t have cars but rode horses? And letters were the primary mode of communicating. I think the other day I mentioned pigeon carriers to my husband...And children were home with us or taught at home by governesses. Yes I kind of wish we lived in a book written by Charlotte Bronte. Yes I would love to experience “a long time ago”. Maybe my ideas are too romantic, I mean Downton Abbey is based off of an era that existed doesn’t it? But I’m not reaching too far when I say I just want to experience a simpler time, where we weren’t so distracted by everything else, where small things mattered way more than they do now, where we paused and reflected and didn’t constantly say that time flew by, and look how quick they grew up. •
The thought of experiencing a different era is something that creeps up a lot in my head, I push it away but then I read or see or hear something that makes me think about it again. •
Our days are spent mechanically, doing the same thing at the same time everyday. We wake up, get the kids ready, rush them out the door, welcome them back, feed, bathe, an activity, feed and bedtime. Many times I wonder if this is it. This is what the next 10+ years looks like? •
Never did I ever think that we’d get to experience something like those books or movies in 2020. There’s been a whole lot of talk about corona and homeschooling and keeping our little ones occupied and how challenging this time is for all of us, the uncertainty and the fear. I mean it is really, really stressful. But if we can just focus on this one thing. Look at what we get to experience. Something we never thought possible. A simpler time. Without many distractions, without parties and a schedule packed with things that leaves no room for slowing down. A day where I felt that time was not rushing away, rather I felt ever second of it. I know it’s challenging and exhausting to be doing what we have to do now. But at the same time I feel incredibly grateful that we get to do this. Never in a million years did I imagine this is what 2020 would bring.
I went to the store today, early morning just like I do every single week. Never saw it this crazy. This was worse then Thanksgiving/ Christmas week, completely packed and madness. No carts, long lines, and more and more people kept coming in and on a weekday 9:30 AM that’s highly unusual. I walked the aisles I always walk when it’s always just me and other mommies, a handful of cars in the lot, on mundane mornings. In a matter of days, all that has changed. And it makes me think, oh definitely makes me observe people and how they behave towards others in harsh times like this. •
I was on line and the lady in front of me needed to pick up one last thing she forgot, and she asked this little old lady in front of her if she could hold her spot. It’s something that happens to all of us, something we dread doing and dread asking that favor, something that on a day like this would’ve been met with an eye roll. But the old lady said yes, she put one hand on her own cart and the other hand on the woman’s cart, and waited patiently for her to return. It was small, and kind. There was chaos all around, but I was focused on the act of this one woman for her neighbor. As the old lady inched forward, she kept pulling her neighbor’s cart forward too. I know it’s a small thing, but I also know many people who just wouldn’t have cared. She cared, genuinely & she waited patiently for her neighbor to come back. •
This virus has put so many things into perspective. Be kind. To your neighbor, to the elderly, to those who are different. Because honestly, we are all in the same boat, together. Sickness doesn’t choose anyone, it affects all, young & old. Whatever we think we are- well we really aren’t all that much. I pray that this reminder that we are facing today, and really focusing on what is important and what isn’t, I just pray that this doesn’t fade away into all the noise of life. •