Covid confessions

The end of Summer is here. This is my last week of Summer holiday. I kept working these weeks, but only three days a week. The rest of the week we spent as a family doing fun stuff. This week will end with a few days at a campground with extended family. We do this every year, but this year will be a little bit different. Some family members stay at home, the traditional Saturday meal will not be a collective effort and we will keep our physical distance. The weather will be cold and wet. I don’t particularly look forward to being outside in the cold, but we rented a comfortable tent this time (instead of pitching our own) so it will be less of a hassle. I do look forward to seeing my family again. I can’t wait to hear their stories on how they coped with covid lifestyle, and meet the new baby that was born in the midst of it all. It’s also a perfect environment to celebrate my birthday on Sunday, amidst those I love most.

In the previous confessions I wrote about my increased fear for infections. All over Europe the number of infected people is increasing. The Netherlands is no exception. In February infections were mostly in the (rural) south (carnival probably played a big part), now big cities are mostly worrying about rising numbers. Amsterdam is even contemplating closing the city for tourists. I wasn’t wrong in worrying about countries opening up too soon on too big a scale.

While it is raining outside at the moment and storm Francis will visit us tonight and tomorrow, I realize how lucky we have been the past few months to spend so much time outside. The coming months, which will become colder and wetter will be a new challenge for everyone. Visiting friends and family is a different game when not being able to sit in the garden. Going out requires more planning than ever. While many restaurants had plenty of space outside, seating indoors is very limited.

Next week Daughter will return to school. A new class, new teachers, new rhythm. I long for a steady rhythm during the week. Ever since mid-March I had to readjust my rhythm constantly. From not being able to work to take care of Daughter, back to regular daycare rhythm, then daycare plus school, then back to daycare only for the Summer holiday and next week a new rhythm with five days school and two afternoons daycare for Daughter. Every adjustment takes time for me to get used to. I hope the next change will be a long lasting one, that it will not be interrupted buy school closures and lots of stay-at-home coughs (though testing is now an option).

The past few weeks have been fun mini-breaks, but they were not a great substitute for the three week break from regular life I’m used to during the Summer. My background stress is still there and it’s taking its toll on my neck and mood. I realize I have to prioritize reducing my stress level. I still have a Headspace subscription to help me meditate. I also need to move my body more. Even when it’s raining. That requires a bit more self-encouragement. Hopefully the rain will stay away in September. That would help me find a new rhythm for work, physical activity and motherhood. But that’s for the future, when I’m fourty-two.

Door |2020-08-25T14:56:25+02:0025 augustus 2020|flow|0 Reacties

New story kit (218)

A few weeks ago, a dear friend of mine reminded me to write more. Write more stories. As my mind was occupied with ‘how the heck do I survive this covid19 thing’ there was too little room for stories in my head. I tried. But there was just too little headspace. Until now.

Yesterday, I decided it’s time to get back into a story mode again. As my story moleskine is nearly full, I bought a new notebook. And to make it even more friction-less to start writing I bought an accompanying fountain pen that I can attach to the notebook.

May the stories flow.

Door |2020-08-05T15:57:55+02:005 augustus 2020|366, flow|1 Reactie

Use it or lose it (216)

I’m under the impression my brain is functioning less due to a lack of social and physical activities. Not that I was that socially and physically active pre-covid19, but at least I got out the door more than I’ve done in the past few months. It’s as if the lack of moving in different (unknown) surroundings diminishes my capabilities for thinking clearly. Neuroscientists keep telling me that physical exercise is key for a well functioning brain, so I challenge myself to walk more in the coming weeks. And keep doing that until it becomes routine.

Door |2020-08-03T14:15:23+02:003 augustus 2020|366|0 Reacties

Listen to this

Listen to this episode of You’re not so smart podcast to gain insight in the reasoning behind not wanting to wear face masks in the US. My stomach turned hearing anti-mask protesters shout ‘we can’t breathe’. It’s a long episode, but well worth your time (if you want to be an informed citizen of the world).

Door |2020-08-01T08:19:37+02:001 augustus 2020|flow|0 Reacties

A pinch hole in the black box called school (182)

The Man and I were able to speak to one of Daughter’s teachers today. Due to the corona rules in school (no parents inside the school), we’ve hardly had any contact with the teachers. Today they scheduled a ten minute update for us parents. Ten minutes is not long, but a lot can be exchanged within that time frame. I learned that Daughter is actively participating at school, not afraid of putting her finger up to try stuff first in gym class. I also learned her teacher has a bit of a gender bias. Based on Daughter’s looks (I guess she meant the combination of a delicate face, nordic eye/hair color and the dresses Daughter prefers to wear) the teacher was (pleasantly) surprised Daughter prefers building blocks over dolls to play with. She made a sturdy impression on the teacher. Yay for Daughter. Her mother is proud she fares so well in her new environment.

Door |2020-06-30T14:27:36+02:0030 juni 2020|366, flow|1 Reactie
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