To the parent who is working from home

working from home

To the parent who suddenly finds yourself juggling work while your kids are home and the world seems to be crumbling … you are not alone.

Your bedroom, kitchen table, or closet has become your workspace—cluttered with screens and pens and chargers.

You’re trying to give 100% to your job, like you always have, but it’s hard. It’s hard to ignore the chores building around you. Hard to tune out the kids fighting in the other room. Hard to focus on your tasks when you don’t know what tomorrow will bring.

To the mom who is neck-deep in a project and must pretend not to hear that tiny voice from the other room, beckoning: “Mommy, will you play with me?

Because right now, you have to be a good employee.

And you are not alone.

To the parent whose anxiety races during conference calls—worried that your child will interrupt a video or start screaming during an important presentation.

To the mom who worries that your child will fall behind. You fear they have forgotten what their teachers worked so hard to establish. You feel you should devote your time to workbooks, flashcards, and sensory play. But, you can’t maintain your 8-5 and homeschool.

And you are not alone.

To the mom who feels consumed by guilt…

Because you miss your desk, your office, your quiet oasis away from home. Because you have a job, and you know so many other parents who suddenly don’t. Because you don’t know how long your groceries will last. Because you get to stay home while others fight from the frontlines.

You are not alone.

To the mom who just heard that school may be closed for the rest of the year, reducing you to tears as you ask, “How will we do this?

To the dad who burns the candle at both ends, because you’re desperate for those few hours of peace and quiet.

To the parent who is terrified the job won’t be there tomorrow.

To the mom who stays up late to put away dishes from the three meals you cooked that day… squinting your eyes at the computer screen, determined to finish a project before deadline… trying to shut off the noise so you can sleep for a couple hours before you do it all over again.

You are not alone.

This is an unprecedented time, and we’re all figuring it out together.

Through these uncertain days, things won’t be perfect. Laundry may not get done. Meals may not be picture-perfect. Tempers may not always stay in check.

And, that’s okay. Give yourself room to make mistakes. Because you can’t be every thing to every one. Not before this, and not after.

But, there will be an after. As Maya Angelou said:

“Every storm runs out of rain.”

So as you sit, drenched in the downpour with your tattered umbrella, remember… you are not alone.


Leave a Reply

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.