So let’s pick this thing back up and do a quick update:
The pandemic hit, the world came to a halt, my husband was searching for a new job, my kids were attempting some weird mix of virtual learning, and then I decided that homeschooling would be easier and more constant for our family.
There were just so many balls being juggled and figuring out which ones were plastic and which ones were glass was feeling sort of tricky. Because you know how parenting is, a parent is constantly juggling too many balls and balls are going to get dropped all the time. But the trick is to make sure you keep the glass ones going, and it’s the plastic ones you let bounce.
Then we were blessed when my husband found a good job with people that appreciated what he could bring to the table. So that meant that it was time to move cities, find a new home, settle my kids into a new place, figure out my son’s IEP services, and keep some normalcy of doing this all during a pandemic.
And can I just say that moving kids during a pandemic has been emotionally harder for them then I thought it would be. It’s hard to meet the neighbors when you move out to the county side, and they already tend to keep to themselves before the country added deadly virus. Then let’s add that my kids are still being home schooled, so finding other kids to play with has become nearly impossible.
Less than a month after moving into our new home, the kids and I walked down the road to the nearest house to knock on a door our mail carrier recommended and with masks on we introduced ourselves to a nice family who had a couple of kids of their own. I left our names and number on a paper I had brought with us with hopes of a play date in the near future.
The good news is that we did soon have a play date at our house that went well. I hit it off with the mom and my kids enjoyed interacting with kids again. The bad news, Covid numbers went up the following week. The local schools decided to stay virtual longer then originally planned and the family has avoided any get togethers since. It stinks, but I understand their fear and need to downsize their social circle. It’s just too bad that now my kids only seem to see kids occasionally in passing at the grocery store.
But have no fear, I haven’t given up trying to find kids for my children to socialize with. Last week my husband and I signed our kids up for classes at our local YMCA, 🤞so hopefully they will get to spend some time with humans their age.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not against public school. We are just trying to help keep our exposure low-ish so my husband’s parents can feel comfortable visiting. My kids love having family visit, and we are hoping we can consider public school again possibly in the fall. But it’s still a pandemic, so who knows?