Isolating with the kids is like a couple vacation.
Not because of the pampering B&B - more because of the opportunity to ask ourselves what is actually between us when cleaning out the common chores.
Just as in a relationship we need to make sure that we do not become an operating team and nothing more, so too in parenting and family.
Our daily life with the kids is full of tasks: getting organized, getting dressed, eating, making a bag, moving to a class or friends or just playing, making sure we get back in time to get organized;
Then the sacred marathon of closing the day.
Once a week there is a long Sabbath with a little more time and glue, and back for goodness sake.
And suddenly isolation. By and large I have one rule in isolations and closures wherever they are: do not overdo it, it has nothing to do with nutritious food or 20 minutes of exercise a day. I do not undertake that these will be their most educationally fruitful days and not even their most nutritionally healthy, but if there is one thing I try very hard to take care of, it is to give my children a sense that they are not interfering; That they are welcome, that their presence is joyful, fun with them. Although it came to us, like everyone else, in the middle of life - in the middle of full-time jobs, in the middle of the race of life, with many tasks blowing in the background and the whole house full of "Mom, look, we made chocolate" stains - this is an important opportunity to remember what this system is called "we And the children, "and what we want it to be.
I am too far from the perfect mother I would be happy to be, which is why isolation is important to me. This time with the kids is a show where not only do we see ourselves, they also see us: how we react when life gets out of our control, when the whole schedule is dictated by the needs of tiny people, what our patience ends, how happy we really are To us around the clock.The isolation reminds me that despite the excellent kindergarteners and caregivers - their eyes are first and foremost on us, the parents.We are the ones who are given confidence that they are loved and have the inner resilience to face challenges and changes.
And let's say a word about motherhood and career, the combination that never works to the end.
At least to me.
Somewhere between the second and third quarantines I realized that this story of baby-infested zooms, phones laden with "what? What?"
And emails saturated with mistakes that just spilled to grow a voice on the baby's head - well, not anymore.
By the way, if there are still bosses who are sure that the fact that their employees are with the children at home 24/7 (and at best they are just isolated and not sick) should not hurt work productivity dramatically - it is our failure as a company that they still feel comfortable saying such absurd things.
We have a neighbor whose corona made a switch in his head, and he decided to give up a glitzy job in something engineering and move to full-time home schooling.
I really appreciate him, even though it's not for us.
And yet it is another reminder of the fact that in our fast-paced and crazy world it is for some reason eroding: the people we become and the people we raise are our most important life enterprise.
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