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No, really, I’m ok and other COVID-19 lies I tell myself…

#scholarmami #wfhlife

Hi Mamis!

Just one cup of coffee. That’s all I want. I just want to finish one cup of coffee. Then, I would love to sit down and write, write, write.

But here we are… working from home, schooling from home. Reheating and drinking the same cup of coffee a hundred times. It’s nearly impossible to do anything “as usual.” Teaching, research, and service look different now.

On top of that, we are helping our son, Anthony, learn while at home. He isn’t old enough to go to school, but he does miss his former activities. Instead of swimming class or trips to the library, we take walks and look for birds, squirrels, ants, and rollie pollies. We listen to the birds chirp, dogs bark, and planes fly overhead. The texture of a tree’s bark and the shape of a rock are now topics of conversation.

We also use cooking and cleaning time to focus on numbers and counting. We have made banana bread, deviled eggs, guacamole, fruit salad, all the things. I’ve found it’s easier to include Anthony in the cooking process, than to ask him to leave the kitchen…repeatedly. Instead, I have him pull up his step stool, and we talk through the steps as we make something delicious to eat. 

In between all of this (and helping Anthony with more than a few lessons on ABC Mouse), I prep for and hold class, attend meetings, read dissertation proposals, serve on committees, and write. My husband and I tag team between Zoom meetings and conference calls. I also try to set reasonable goals and put less pressure on myself. When I feel like I can’t focus, I take a break. I have to remind myself – and I’m here to remind you – that we are all going through this difficult time together.

With a global pandemic, the reality is school and work look very different these days. Almost everything about our daily lives is different. Hang in there, mamis! We’re all just trying to do our best.

Hola Mamis!

The clothes are winning. The dust is omnipresent. Tears happen daily. I cook dinner while writing or answering emails, and having a tasty adult beverage… my girls asking why I’m still working when they see the computer in front of me at night. Some days are hard. Some harder.

Isabel (6, kindergartener) is homeschooling while I work my VP job and Alejandro his Director job. Both of us managing many people and projects. The work day starts and I am on a marathon of meetings for about 80% of my day and 80% of my work week. Isabel has questions and also prefers I read the instructions rather than hearing the audio recorded instructions. I can’t always stop to help her. This week she told me I don’t care about her after I asked her to wait because I was in the middle of a meeting. Broke.my.heart.

Olivia, God bless my 4 y/o princess. She celebrated her birthday during this quarantine and trying to make her day special was so stressful. She thanked us for her gifts, cupcakes and drive-thru nuggets. As if knowing this was taking it out of me while working my 8 hour day and helping her sister with homework. She tells me she loves me multiple times an hour sometimes. Helping to validate my effort and to also affirm my work… “you’re doing ok, Mami” is all I hear in her I love yous. I hope I don’t ruin her brain with tablets and unstructured days.

And then I was watching 60 Minutes on Sunday and heard women are being most impacted by the COVID economy, specifically those making $40K or less. Shut up, Mayra. You’re fine! But then Brené Brown reminds me my pain is mine and real. The COVID working from home stress is real. Grant yourself grace. This is hard.

Starting a blog during COVID 19

Starting this blog during #COVID19 has not been easy. We have had our introductions written for almost a month but between working, mothering, home schooling and staying alive during this time of sheltering in place…it’s been hectic.

Both Taryn and I have been trying hard to keep up with this crazy juggling act. We also have talked about the fact we appreciate our time at work and in the office much more, much much much more. I must say, having each other (and our other amazing family and friends) to send memes, funny videos and just kind texts to show we are thinking of each other while we also manage the chaos, has been a life saver.

Already so many inside jokes and a ton of messy pictures or our grays coming through, messy rooms, completed workouts, children on top of us (at all hours of the day independent of how many zoom calls we are on!)… the best has been our #mamisonthemove zoom calls planning this blog and all the many ways we want to reach out to you.

But there are kids tugging on my clothes…literally pulling at me. Take them away!

So, off I go. It’s Sunday and we are outside getting our sun time. My kids are done with me being on the computer… so I’m off to color with chalk on the floor and engage with them some before the week starts again.

Be well… embrace the mess and grant yourself grace.

lazy Saturday morning… why do weekends end so quickly?