Goodnight Mom

  I wrote previously about what it was like having a baby at the onset of a global pandemic. I never expected to write a post about Max having Covid! I’ll get to the details, but so you don’t panic, the long story short is that he had Covid-19, he didn’t need to be hospitalized, he’s OK now.  Pre-covid, Max wasn't one for snuggles and stillness The Height of Panic I remember in the early days, when Max was first born, I worried so much about this new, dangerous virus. I was anxious whenever Steve and my Dad left the house to go to the grocery store. They wore scarves around their mouths and gardening gloves on their hands. Steve would strip off his clothes and throw them in the washing machine as soon as he got home.  All I could think about was whether my new child would even make it to his first birthday or would we all die a horrible death from this disastrous plague?  At the time I craved real life stories. I would seek out stories of people who had caught Covid, or whose love