This isn’t the article I was supposed to write.
As the director of health equity at the Roosevelt Institute, I research and write about the health dimensions of race, gender and economic inequality.
But I’m also a mom of three kids between the ages of three and eight.
As the coronavirus has unfolded, I have experienced and analyzed what’s happening in my family, in my community and in the world more broadly. (I will note upfront that I recognize the extraordinary privilege I have to be part of a household where both parents still have a paying job.)
Ten days ago I started writing a hard-hitting analytical piece about the