Two weeks ago on Tuesday evening, we made an impromptu decision that Terry would move back home the next day. It was a difficult decision, as we weren’t planning on him moving home for another two weeks, but our kiddos needed their Daddy. Terry spent the evening packing up the majority of our stuff to go back home- including our bed- and started to move in the morning. During the move, we learned that there was a Covid exposure thus we had to quickly make a new plan. Terry would continue to move home with the kids, and my parents would move back to their house where I was going to continue to stay, but they would quarantine in their bedroom. For one week we all all stayed quarantined in our rooms, only to leave to go to the kitchen masked. My parents continued to test for Covid daily, with the expectation that they would leave if they tested positive. It was a hard week, but luckily we all made it thru without anyone testing positive for Covid. 

Unfortunately, Terry and the kids were not so lucky. The second night that Terry was at home, Kanan would not sleep without being held.  By Friday, he spiked a fever thus requiring Terry to take him into the pediatrician’s office. Due to Kanan’s kidney issues, each time Kanan spikes a low grade fever he has to be taken to either the pediatrician office or the Emergency Room to rule out UTIs and other kidney issues. After an hour and a half of workup, we learned that Kanan had Covid. What followed was a week of no sleep and survival while adjusting to solo parenting and returning to work for Terry. To be honest, I am SO appreciative and thankful for him. If it was myself in that position, I most likely would have cried after the first night. He has handled the last two weeks with such grace and patience- and I know how lucky are family is. 

So the great news is…. I FINALY WAS ABLE TO SEE EMERY AND ROWAN. Okay, I stood on the front step with a mask on and they stayed in the car but it meant so much. It had been 10 weeks, since I saw their smiles and heard their voices in person. The best part, was the majority of the time was spent with them holding up any item they could find in the car in attempt to impress me— and I was impressed with just how much those two could fit in the third row (and scared at the same time) ! 

Since Terry has gone back home, it has been an adjustment for everyone. I felt that I lost my best friend that would take 2+ hour drives with me every day, but the kids gained their Daddy back- which is most important. Terry is adjusting well, but I know that he wishes at time he had an extra set of hands. Picking up Rowan from preschool, making it home in time before Emery gets off the bus, and getting to therapy three times a week while trying to keep a 6 month old happy is a lot for two parents to handle in the evening, not just one.

Both Rowan and Emery know that I am at Nana’s and Papa’s house- which they have done very well at accepting they are not allowed to visit inside. One afternoon Terry had to pick up paperwork from the porch, which lead to Rowan being very confused why the doctor’s car wasn’t at Nana and Papa’s house with Mommy.  I guess he automatically assumed that a doctor would be staying with us too. The best part was, that Terry just rolled with it and said the doctor must be visiting other patients right now. 

We have been discussing with the team about the possibility of me seeing the kids prior to Day 100. We have discussed the importance of both physical and mental health of seeing the family and how we can achieve it. If everyone is healthy and remains healthy, I may be able to see them periodically when my counts are well. Even if it is just a drive-by, I won’t take any of the time with them for granted and maybe I will even find some things to “impress” them with.