“How am I supposed to diaper my child if I can’t afford 20 at a time like you can?”
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“How am I supposed to diaper my child if I can’t afford 20 at a time like you can?”
“One issue a lot of people face is in their time of solitude, they may be confronted with the fact that being by yourself is frightening. Your mind needs to become comfortable being alone. There will be no distraction. Your inner-monologue will inevitably be louder and more present than it ever has before.”
“Preventing a birthing person from having their support team with them – not even a spouse, but ALSO not their doula, trained and contracted to provide them with emotional and physical comfort – is traumatic and brutal, plain and simple.”
“Soon after, I had to watch the online services every week. I’ve been practicing ‘social distancing’ since childhood. You can do it. It is in our control how we deal with it.”
“The instant someone or something reminded me of her, I was ready to lose my sh*t. At that moment, I took a breath. I leaned down to let her look through the necklace and whispered, ‘See, she is here too.’ Let’s face it, everything reminds me of her, and I don’t want to change that.”
“Ricky taps my hand if I try to touch something. THEN, this child pulls out the sanitizer and sprays my hands with it. He waits until I rub it in correctly and looks at me through the corner of his eye to make sure I don’t touch anything again. Ricky knows I am one of the ones who would most certainly die. He has been in the hospital with me more times than I can count.”
“Pretend this is your child just for one second. Now imagine knowing that the fate of your child is largely in everyone else’s hands.”
“Days come and go. But we can do so much more with the moments. The next minute is a chance to make a change.”
“I offered him the one roll of toilet paper I had in my car. At some point, it dawned on me. He had enough toilet paper, but on this day, he stopped us because he didn’t have enough love.”
“They haven’t been placed into foster care…yet. And now the social worker that was going to come to their house is also secluded at home. I looked at my husband and said, ‘They are closing schools. What’s going to happen to all the children that don’t want to be at home?’ School was their haven. It was their happy place.”
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