Growing up in a pandemic.
Living through a major historical every other damn day event has been the most crazy adventure. Life as we know it has changed and we now live threw our technology to keep us sane and behind a mask to keep us safe,and I am rising twin boys during a global pandemic.
I work as a EA at Harrison middle school. I work in the Ses department (Social Emotional Support) just like every other New Mexican I was with my students when we got sent home in March. I remember watching CNN 10 with my students and hearing words such as
“ The China virus will not reach here” or “Covid 19 is nothing to worry about”
We have been out of school for 9 months now.
Going from school to distant learning with the group of students I work with has been a challenge on its own, they didn't really like to work during school as it was so transitioning to online learning was going to be very difficult.
Working with social emotional students is like New Mexico weather. You are just really not sure what type of day it is going to be.
Being at home and getting to work at home sounded like a blessing and to alot of people we all thought it would be for a couple weeks staying at home. I never imagine we be fulltime at home. The first week of online was super hard because non of the students would show up or didn't have internet. I needed to find a way to get them engaged and wanting to get on. Every Moring when they log on we watch CNN 10. They soon started to engage and be more interested in the debates and protests that were happening. They never realized why elections were important and what effect it had on people.
In October before the pandemic I had given birth to two twin sons. It has been a blessing to be at home with them now during this global pandemic ,but it also gets super lonely being a mom and raising them at home. Piles of laundry in the corner. Looking like a bum 24 hours was starting to and is having a emotional affect. Covid 19 has changed everything . I never in a million years would of thought that I would be raising my kids inside and under lock down. My sons turned 1 now in October and I feel bad for them because they don't really know how amazing the outside world really is. How beautiful people can be and how simple life is. I never got to experience going to the supermarket with them and shopping and getting stopped by some old lady to tell me how cute they are or to see them walking in there Halloween costumes and dropping candy everywhere, but then I remember that I am not alone. Everyone is going threw the same situation but probably worse and I should be thankful for the moment. Watching my sons grow up and work at home has been the best part to this horrible way of life now. I hope my sons will remember the moments and times we are spending together and the new traditions we are making now during these harsh times. I hope they tell the stories to there kids of the times the spent with there grandparents during the pandamic of 2020.