Spending a summer vacation day with my son in the past would usually mean a day at the park or visiting a local splash-pad. It may have included a picnic or a trip to the store for ice cream.
During this pandemic my anxieties have been, like everyone else, elevated. My little heart warrior is immune compromised and gets sicker a lot harder and longer than others. This past month alone his face has blown up twice from a bug bite. He didn’t have an allergic reaction, it was his immune system unable to fight off the bacteria from the bite itself.
This along with his susceptibility to pneumonia, I’ve pretty much kept him in a bubble for the past 5-6 months. I need to take as many precautions as possible to keep him as safe as possible from the Covid-19.
That said, we also need to keep our mental health a top priority.
Instead of venturing out into the local community, we stayed home.
After breakfast, we played with all the little toys we usually keep put up. Taking out each toy and playing with them. Trucks and parts of duplo, peppa pig and paw patrol figures, they all came out to play.
At times I found myself sitting and pinching my arm. Is this time we’re living in real? What day is it? oh ya, yes it is real. This is all very real. It’s Thursday. Then he would do something silly, make a face and have us both laughing.
The weather was sunny, cool and breezy so we headed outside. I cleaned out the sandbox, filled up the mini toddler pool and sat back for a morning of enjoying one-on-one time with him.
After all, it’s all about these little moments of joy in our lifetime.
