As I sit down to write up our seventh week in lockdown, I’m nervously awaiting the possible announcement that restrictions are going to ease. The news and social media are awash with the different possibilities of what the Prime Minister may be making later today.
Once a week I pull on my big girl pants and venture out into the outside world, Saving up all the necessary chores to be completed in one big trip. From checking on our old house, going to the post office, shopping etc.
Being a parent you like to think that you know everything about your children. To a certain extent you do, you can spot their personality traits, what makes them laugh and cry. However, one area that we don’t necessarily know about is what they are like at school. Their approach to learning, characteristics etc. Whilst parents evenings give you an insight, there is nothing like being there in the thick of things to see first hand.
It’s easy to think that the past six weeks in lockdown is just an extended summer holiday. With the weather improving, the lighter evenings and spending time in the garden. I can fool myself into thinking that we have just pressed pause on the remote control of life. Of course, we haven’t done that. The world to some extent is still continuing outside our little comfort zone. Whilst there are things that I am beginning to miss from the outside world, I don’t feel that we are in a position to lift the lockdown and go about our business as we once did.
The past week I’ve felt a little lacklustre, feeling out of sorts but unable to put my finger on the problem. It could be one of many things or a combination of them all. The sense of not being quite good enough, somewhat of a failure and a dose of guilt all sandwiched in there for good measure, Despite my ‘meh’ state we’ve had a fairly good week and I think we’ve got this life in lockdown.
As the days and weeks of social distancing and lockdown pass by it is easy to think about the things we are missing out on. The things we have had to cancel or postpone. The people we haven’t seen in weeks or even longer. However, there are positives, silver linings if you will to the current situation.
The announcement came this week that 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 . Some wondering how they can manage for another three weeks. Something thinking that the measures should be easing by now. Then the others who were not surprised by the extension.
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.
Sleep is important to me, very important. It is something that can have a dramatic effect on the rest of my life. It is, however, something that doesn’t always come easy to me.
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.