Written by Stephanie Plumb on May 2, 2020
Shelter-in-Place with a toddler and newborn, day 5,798.
Toilet paper supplies are dwindling. Hands are raw from washing. The house is in disarray. Emotions are all over the place.
I have memorized every episode of Daniel Tiger and Mickey Mouse Clubhouse. I know all the Disney songs. I’m officially an expert baby-wearer. I’ve ordered every activity kit known to man off Amazon, and we‘ve done them all for minutes and minutes of toddler fun.
Meal times are whenever we feel like it our toddler feels like it. We eat whatever is fastest and easiest to cook at the moment. We had brownies for dinner the other night. What is a vegetable?
Despite the fact that my home, the tiny humans I’m in charge of, and I myself have turned into complete hot messes, I hope I have spent this time at home with my family well. I hope when my two-year-old looks back on this time, she remembers the arts and crafts. The walks around the neighborhood. The afternoons on the swing set. The extra stories read and songs sung at bedtime because we don’t have to be anywhere the next morning anyway.
Earlier this week, Governor Ivey announced plans to reopen the economy in Alabama, and as relieved as I am that there seems to be light at the end of this tunnel and we may finally start getting back to something that resembles our normal routine, I am also nervous, because I know that Covid-19 is still out there, and it could still potentially affect my family.
If I’m honest, I’m not ready to dive back in to shopping and errand-running and eating out in restaurants just yet. As much as I want to spend an entire day just wandering the aisles of a store or sitting down at a restaurant to eat lunch with my girlfriends, my family will be reentering society at a slower pace.
God did not give us a spirit of fear.
This is true, and it is a piece of scripture that echoes in my mind whenever I start to feel overwhelmed by trying to act responsibly for my family. The line between caution and panic is very thin, and living in fear of the unknown is not of God. But I don’t think that means as soon as we’re given the all clear we toss our hand sanitizers and run mask-free into the nearest Winn Dixie and bear hug everybody we see.
He did not give us a spirit of fear, but of power and a sound mind. A sound mind to sit back and decide what is and is not safe for ourselves, our families, and the people we come into contact with. For my family, that means we will be taking baby steps to get back into a routine.
How have you been handling life since Covid-19? What has the Lord taught you during this time? How quickly are you diving back in to your old routine? Let us know by leaving a comment in the comment section.
God did not give us a spirit of fear, but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind.
–2 Timothy 1:7