Alicia Springer

It's a frightening thought, the idea that it's only a matter of time before the coronavirus hits your household. You'll be quarantined, unable to leave the house, unable to go to work. Even worse, you'll feel way too sick to do much of anything.

I’m a 90s baby.

It is vital that now more than ever we come together as a community and do our best to put a halt to the spread of COVID-19, commonly referred to as the Coronavirus. Doctors and officials have a limited supply of necessary materials, especially tests, to help accurately diagnose and treat this viral pandemic, which makes it all that much harder to identify those who are carrying it to reduce the number of infected cases.

At 5:25AM my brand new alarm clock shatters the silence with its incessant shrill: BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. I begrudgingly roll out of my warm blankets, turn on my hair straightener and coffee machine, and settle into my chair to begin applying a fresh face of makeup. Today, though, I move a little slower than usual. Today, I find myself staring at my features in the mirror.

When you become a parent, you put your child’s needs and wants ahead of your own. No matter what they want to do in life, you do everything you can to support them and make their dreams a reality. Depending on your pre-kid lifestyle, you may have been ecstatic or mortified when they first told you they wanted to play football. Either way, when they decided to join the football team, they signed you both up for a potentially life-changing journey. Your child became a football player and you became a football mom (or dad).

If you’re an active adult, you’re bound to recognize the value of a good night’s sleep. At the very least, you’re likely familiar with the consequences of a not-so-great night’s sleep—you toss and turn at night, and everything is thrown off-balance. You’re crankier. You’re less productive at work. You’re more easily frustrated by the “little things.”