Thinking about the past 16 months as a mother. All I expected was to be a mom. Instead I became a pandemic mom, a solo mom, a new mom, a 40s mom and a full time WFH mom.

Less than two months into motherhood I was in lockdown with my newborn baby in the epicenter of the virus, surrounded bu ambulance sirens, grieving New Yorkers...

But somehow I tired to make my sons first moments enjoyable. I would dress him up and take him to my balcony and simulate a walk in the park. I covered his carriage and took him for solo strolls while wearing gloves and a mask.

I only took four months of maternity leave because I needed to start getting paid a full salary again in order to get childcare. My first week back at work was when George Flloyd was murdered.

I set up a 2x3 coat closet with radio recording equipment and hired a babysitter. She and my son were just on the other side of the closet door while I led discussions and news coverage about everything from racial Justice to the president.

In the meantime I’ve tried to navigate a country that provides little to no support for working mothers. Millions of women have dropped out of the workforce - some by choice, many out of necessity to care for their kids.

Let’s do better by mothers. We must. It’s the only way we move forward as a country. Happy Mothers Day