Quarantine Day 72…

I had a post from a year ago pop up in my IG stories, and I realized something… trying to compare May 2019 and 2020 is impossible!! Because life is nowhere near similar enough to begin playing the comparisons game!

Click here to see what May looked like last year.

Now, in May 2020… I’ve spent a LOT of time at home and solo “celebrating” the fact that I’m a birthmom.

I have spent more time on Zoom than I could’ve imagined I would – but by doing so I have met multiple birthmoms in other states (plus Canada).

I spent (virtual) time with my birth daughter and her parents on Birth Mother’s Day for the first time.

Mother’s Day weekend/mommy season is it’s own thing to talk about, and I touch on it some in this post. Let me know down in the comments if you want a separate post with (this) birthmom’s experiences with mother’s day.

My last full day in my office was March 16th, and I still haven’t found any kind of “normal” or routine in what my life is now, and that’s honestly been extremely difficult for me.

Nearly the entire month of April I was out of the office because one of the people I work with tested positive for coronavirus. So we were all asked to stay away for at least two weeks. Then my boss just had me stay at home for another two weeks before resuming the “schedule” from March of going in three days a week, but I was only gone in every other Wednesday and every Friday – someone else had Mondays and the other Wednesdays. But when I started going back to the office, I got handed all three days.

I told my boss (last week?) that I feel like I’ve been busting my butt the past two months (having all work mail delivered via courier to my house in April, and then being the only one going in throughout May) while someone else is just skating by doing a whole lot of not much. Thankfully I have a boss who is honest with me and said that I’m not wrong in feeling that way because it’s true. I reiterated that I wasn’t complaining because going to the office does get me out of my house, I love my job, and I’m honestly okay with being there.

But there are times when it gets extremely overwhelming when I’m at the office… because the list of things to do never seems to end and I never feel like I have enough time to get everything done when I’m there.

But one thing that hasn’t changed from last year to this year are the frequent feelings of being overwhelmed, burnt out, exhausted, raw, and emotional.

There is always someone else in the house.
I have no real schedule.
I haven’t been to church since mid-March.
I haven’t seen friends in months.
I’ve gotten ONE hug from my mom while we’ve been quarantined.
I’m hitting a mental (and probably emotional) wall, but I’m clueless as to how to get around/past it…
I’m honestly not sure how to recharge in the current place I’m in.

May 2020 I’m ready to see you leave, because, to be quite frank, you sucked!

I’ve had to deal with so much in silence this month that it feels a tad miraculous that I survived…

2 thoughts on “Quarantine Day 72…

  1. Wow, it has been a challenging year! I have been working on a post but it’s not even making sense!!! I would be interested on your Mother’s Day. And how did your Birthmother Day go? I never knew about that day until a new friend of mine (also a birthmom) told me about it. I hope you can figure out your schedule and work challenges this month! 🙏

    1. I’ve been so crazy with work and life that I haven’t had a chance to sit down and write this post out. Now that I’ve gone back to work and things seem to be fairly calm for the time being, I’ll try to write things out and get it up in the next couple weeks.

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