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"We have to expect everything. Even the good". A great sentence. It describes my emotional world pretty well. I hope for the good, for my loved ones and for myself. At the same time, I'm worried. What will the virus do to us, to our children? How will we withstand this ordeal as a family? And what happens afterwards?

Two children, 20 needs. The older one wants to play football, in the flat of course, because he can't go outside. The younger daughter wants to be in my arms, right now as I'm writing this text.

Working from home means sitting down with the child and checking the row of 9. Back at the computer, there are 13 emails in the inbox.

And then there are all these questions: Can the child go to the birthday party? We decide against it. What do you cook in the home office? Luckily there's frozen pizza. Do we use the last bag of liquid soap at the supermarket? No, of course not. You leave the bag and take a hair shampoo.

The crisis has hit us with full force. Now, for the first time, things are slowing down. So what remains after a week in a state of emergency? The hope that the virus will also bring out the good in us humans. That our society will emerge from the crisis strengthened by solidarity, mindful and at least a little slower.

And that good will prevail.

I'm currently working three days, my husband has taken a day off until further notice. As he is self-employed, he has a certain amount of flexibility. The children are at home and the emergency childcare at our school is only for emergencies. My husband still goes into the office from time to time at the moment, but is also working more and more from home. We are all trying to get used to the new situation as best we can. I sometimes fear it could last even longer ... Fortunately, we have a small garden and make sure that the children spend as much time as possible in the fresh air when the weather is nice. We haven't had cabin fever yet (so far).

Our school reacted extremely quickly and we have had a great e-learning platform since last Wednesday. Even our younger daughter, who is still in kindergarten, has a login! Even though I was slightly overwhelmed at the beginning with setting up all the logins, I am extremely grateful to the school for this super service. My older daughter has a real weekly timetable with different subjects and is certainly busy with it for one to two hours a day. Then we spend half an hour scanning and uploading homework.

I particularly like the diary in the older daughter's weekly plan: they are supposed to write a corona diary three times a week, sometimes freely, sometimes the teacher asks specific questions. The teacher also writes regularly in her diary, which the children can then also read. Great! The little one was delighted with a spring booklet that the kindergarten teachers sent out last Friday. It contains a task, a craft tip or something similar for each day.

We are currently trying - as best we can - to take each day in advance. My children are taking it very well so far, but I do worry sometimes. From one day to the next, they have been torn away from their entire environment, their hobbies and their social life. Of course, I also worry and worry about my parents, who belong to the risk group because of their age.

At the moment, I don't even dare to think about normality. But when it arrives, I'll probably be most looking forward to a dip in Lake Zurich! But I'm somehow sure that there will be a "before" and an "after" and that our normality - when it returns - will look different than it did at the beginning of 2020.

I work 100 per cent as a Sales Manager. My computer from the office is now on my dining table, so I didn't have to set anything up again, just plug in the cable.

I don't have any children or a partner to live with here. So I'm always alone. It's not that easy - just a comment for anyone who wishes they had some peace and quiet.

As long as I'm still allowed out, I go jogging either before or after work. It helps me to ease myself into or out of the working day. It's also important for me to get dressed in the morning as if I'm leaving the house - I don't want to sit at the table in a jogging suit. In the evening, I have to follow the ritual of closing the office door. Afterwards, I cook delicious meals for myself (!), which is important for my soul.

My garden gives me a lot of energy at the moment. I'm enjoying having time for an extensive pedicure and colouring my own hair again. I really miss being able to hold someone in my arms again. When things get back to normal out there, the first thing I'll be doing is hugging and cuddling my friends, my godchildren and everyone I meet.

I work four days a week, currently entirely from home. I'm doing well, the first week working from home was a bit strange. Getting up and sitting down at the living room table in my nightdress, day after day, took a bit of getting used to. I also ate more than average and drank one or two glasses of wine too many.

What I really enjoy is picking up the guitar during the breaks and enjoying my coffee in the sun on the balcony. This week I'm a bit more practised and have prescribed myself a short sports programme, three times a day. I'm also having a cup of tea more often instead of wine in the evening. What I miss most are the people around me and their hugs. I'm looking forward to that when we get through the crisis.

My husband and I are now both working from home. That works quite well. We're used to working from home regularly, even at the same time. But now the children are at home too. For us, this means getting up just as early as usual so that one of us can work with the first-grader and the other can stop the little one from constantly interfering. Most of the work is done by 9am. Instead, there was a big pile of work materials from school. Digital learning? Not a chance.

After this lesson, we let it go and let the children play. We can still give them to neighbouring families, a small circle that we know has limited its radius just as much as we have.

When we have the flat to ourselves, we can concentrate on our work. In the remaining hours, we take turns. We are often back at our desks when the children are asleep at night. It has also happened that my husband and I have a video call at the same time. Then the children appear in the picture only to disappear again immediately. It seems to me that there is a great deal of understanding for these brief interruptions. We're all in the same boat.

What will I remember from this time? Definitely the theme music from Pippi Longstocking. We listened to this radio play hour after hour - the soundtrack of our day.

I work 100 per cent from home. I also check my emails every now and then in the evening or at the weekend.

My highlight: I can sleep longer and I finish work earlier as I don't have to travel. On the other hand, my days are quite lonely; personal contact is only possible by phone or video call.

Last night, one of the twins woke up, sat up and fervently said: "Mum, I've washed my hands!". Then he lay down again and went straight back to sleep. I lay awake for a long time afterwards.

I think my children will remember the corona period, or "the stupid Colonawilus" as the boys call it, in a similar way to how I remember Chernobyl. I didn't drink milk for years afterwards because I always imagined how the cows ate the contaminated grass back then. That's probably how my children will feel about washing their hands in 40 years' time.

My husband and I are both at home and take it in turns to hide away in the bed office, as our desk is now in the bedroom, and then immediately flip the switch and do something with the children - even if it's just playing fishtailing from sofa to sofa. Flipping this switch isn't always easy, but we've realised that it's hard to plan work with small children. Sometimes it happens, sometimes it doesn't. And so we often catch up on missed work in the evening when the children are asleep, which is fortunately possible with our jobs.

I often sit down at the children's desk with my notes, and every now and then everyone "grumbles" contentedly to themselves. Moments like that touch me.

In the early days, I was happy when I saw a great craft tutorial on Insta. Now I'm stressed by all the timetables, structured and well-organised sports, music and learning sessions that other parents put their children through. I'm happy when we're all dressed and in a good mood at the breakfast table. Getting dressed doesn't always work, but surprisingly the good mood does. Our children are at an age where they actually prefer to spend their time with us. They are happy that we are here all day. They write lots of postcards to their friends and talk on the phone a lot. I wonder how families do it when parents can't work from home or don't have the opportunity to study with them at home. Such thoughts depress me and make me feel grateful for the way the five of us have it at the moment.

So I try to be as patient as possible with them and myself and enjoy the new family routine as much as I can. And I'm looking forward to when hand washing is simply hand washing again and nothing more.

How do I keep my nerve at the moment? That's a good question. Coffee helps a lot, and yoga anyway. With four children and a dog at home in my home office. So I'm in exile, so to speak - like so many others. And sometimes I think I don't know myself anymore - like so many other mums and dads. I'm too preoccupied with the current state of the world and especially the things that are still to come. I am very worried! For family, friends, but also doctors and carers in our circle of friends. And also for all those families who now have to stay at home for weeks in the smallest of spaces.

I sincerely hope that we all stay healthy. But then, when the spiral of thoughts turns and turns, I remember my yoga - and trust. I see how my children are coping brilliantly with the new now and are in good shape. Then I find my way back to joy and am very grateful.

I also love the fact that my children are at home so much and don't have to get up as early as usual. I no longer have to memorise four different timetables and a thousand different leisure activities and appointments. The days have slowed down noticeably and my children have already adapted to the new rhythm. I'm still practising. We walk the dog every day and cook or bake together.

My office and music room have become a second living room. Tasks are done on our PCs, drawings are made on our desks or on the sofa, the dog is enthroned in the middle of it all and nothing is nice and tidy anymore. After ten days in a state of emergency, I feel like an organisation queen and am knighting myself, because I've got used to the fact that all school tasks are done via my mobile phone, my email and an app and that I'm constantly supposed to be doing something: Collecting assignments, giving assignments, printing them out, explaining them so that the children are kept busy, because there is no longer any pressure from grades, deadlines or exams. But there's still work to do. Facetime with the drum teacher in five minutes? Omm. "Mum, what does "flair" mean?" during an important phone call = double omm. "Mum, our wifi's going crazy!" shouts from upstairs. Triple-Omm.

Organising work is already difficult for us adults in these times, so how should it be for children? I practise deep, relaxed abdominal breathing. What is really important, what is not? In these times, you can focus on this. Another great side effect is that the intensive dialogue with the teachers has suddenly made the relationship more personal and intense. I think that's great. Because the only thing that counts is the heart. Open and wide. No more, no less.

My tips for ensuring that working from home, home schooling, home housekeeping and home schooling clowning don't result in a home nervous breakdown:

We're not the only ones working from home - for many of you, everyday life has been upside down for several weeks now. We would like to know from you: How are you and your family? How are things going with learning at home? What works well, what doesn't, what motivates you and your children? Send us your experience to online@fritzundfraenzi.ch.