Life in Lockdown | Three more weeks {Week 5}
The announcement came this week that life in lockdown measures would need to continue for a further three weeks. Looking across social media as this news filtered through I saw a mixed bag of reactions.
The announcement came this week that life in lockdown measures would need to continue for a further three weeks. Looking across social media as this news filtered through I saw a mixed bag of reactions.
Life In Lockdown… After finding last week difficult and struggling with the realisation that plans had changed. I approached this week reflecting on why I’d struggled the week before. With the obvious answer of unrealistic expectations staring me in the face.
This week I have struggled to get through the days. Whilst I confess I am enjoying staying at home with the children. I have struggled mentally as this past week we should have been joying a family holiday in Somerset. Before climbing aboard a ferry to explore Guernsey for a long weekend.
As the month began there was an air of caution in the wings. With the spread of COVID-19 rippling across the world. I don’t think that any of us truly thought that things would change quickly and the new measures of social distancing and self-isolation would be put in place.
Just as we were all coming round to the idea of the social distancing measures, further lockdown measures where announced earlier in the week. Whilst the stay home, stay safe message had been shared and shared again. Now it is something that we MUST adhere to. Only venturing out to get essential supplies, medication and to travel to work (which cannot be completed from home). As well as being allowed to exercise once a day, as a family (household) but not to meet with others – and still maintaining the 2-metre social distancing space.
I have to confess that until a week or so ago the current Coronavirus was just something I heard about on the news. Something that was happening else where in the world. Which whilst the stories and coverage was awful to hear about, I did have a slightly relaxed approach to it. After all, it wasn’t something that was happening here, about to affect the UK, friends and family.
It might have been the shortest month of the year but February managed to pack in the highs and lows of family life. It has felt a very chaotic month with us all coming and going at different times. Despite having the children off school for half term I feel as though I haven’t spent much quality time together as Roo was away on her Italy ski trip.
The first month of the year and the new decade is over. A month of packing away the festivities and returning to the every day mundane life of school, clubs, work and family chores. As boring and as mundane as life may feel at times, I’m not sure I would change it. We have a dynamic that works for us and I’d like to say we are happy. Accepting the loss of those are opting not to a part of our lives for one reason or another.
The Christmas decorations have been packed away after another festive season. Blue Monday has been and gone, and for the most part, I’ve survived the first month of the year. And, of course, the new decade. If I’m honest this month has been about recovery from the previous one.
It’s been quite a rollercoaster of emotions this month. From some of the best moments to some of the very worst. Despite all that has been happening, the children managed to enjoy the festive build-up as well as the big day itself. With Santa bring them the item that they asked for from their Christmas list.