Tag: Kaysie

Over the past year, each time I’ve read an article about someone’s experience with the coronavirus and they say something like “I slept for 22 hours” or “I didn’t get out of bed for a week,” my first thought was, “Clearly, this person does not have young children.” Because I have young children, and their capacity to let me rest in any meaningful way is non-existent. I am currently seven days into having the virus myself. When I got the call, my doctor reiterated what she had said during the exam in her office the day before. She made note of my sore throat, pounding headache, full-body aches, congestion, and slight cough and told me to drink plenty of fluid, take Tylenol as needed, and rest, rest, rest. I reminded her that I had a 5-year-old and a (teething) 13-month-old to which she smiled a sympathetic smile but had no solution for the predicament I found myself in — I am ill and need to take care of myself. Also, my kids need me 24/7.

My 13-week-old daughter recently decided that a global pandemic was the ideal time to cut her first two teeth. All the signs were there - excessive drooling, jamming her hands in her mouth, tugging at her ears, nighttime fussiness - but I chose to ignore them and feign ignorance. No, it couldn’t be. She’s too young. Impossible. The world is proving to us with each passing day that things that once seemed absurd and not even worth entertaining can happen. Will happen. Are currently happening.

TTC. If it took you longer than five minutes to get pregnant, you surely came across this cute little acronym. There are entire books, blogs, internet forums, YouTube videos, and apps devoted to it. I should know; I read all of them. Trying to conceive my first child was comically easy. My husband and I wanted a baby and a month later, without much fanfare, I was pregnant.