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Mama, you have made so many life-changing decisions these last four months.

I know you are tired.

Truthfully, you are exhausted.

Yet, you have so many decisions left to make.

Decisions that affect the mental and physical wellbeing of you and your children.

Your mental health matters too, mama.

With so much up in the air, it can be suffocating as you question every decision you make.

Every mother out there has no idea if she is doing the right thing when it comes to school this coming fall.

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Do we keep them home?

Do we send them to school?

Do we advocate for a hybrid approach?

We go between “socialization is vital” to “what if my child gets sick?”

There are no easy answers amid so much uncertainty.

Moms, we need to stick together.

Let’s not judge one another for our choices.

I already see the seeds of discord in so many comments and posts.

There are no easy answers for anyone.

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What are working mothers to do? Those who cannot work from home?

How could they possibly put food on the table without a job?

What about the stay-at-home mothers? Their mental health is so important and often ignored.

Have we considered the mothers who do not speak or read English? Try and imagine if they have to once again homeschool in the fall.

My heart breaks for the single mamas with no support system.

Every mother feels stuck, unsure of what to do.

Mama, I know you are tired, exhausted really.

You are drained from all of this, and we still have months to go.

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We are all doing our best with the information we have.

We should not tear each other down for the hard choices we all have to make.

Let us lift one another up. We need it now more than ever.

This post originally appeared on She Pens by Aliette Silva

 

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Aliette Silva

Aliette Silva is a mom and a writer that lives for a good Cuban sandwich. Her work has been featured in Today Parents, Her View from Home, Filter Free Parents, and Scary Mommy. She writes posts, shares stories, and snaps pictures of the daily mama grind. When she is not writing, you can find her chasing sleep or her two girls all over Disney World.

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