It’s been a little over a month since the social distancing and lockdown measures were introduced. During this time we have transitioned the children into completing school work from home. Adjusting to a new normal and finding ways to have our own time and space whilst we are all in the same house.
Life as we once knew it has changed substantially over the course of the month. What was once just something we heard about on the news from the other side of the world is now very much a reality. Making us step back, close our doors and hope that our loved ones manage to get through without harm.
This month has tested me in so many ways. With my wellbeing on the edge of coping at times. I’ve attempted to maintain that graceful swan-like appearance throughout the thick of things. Whilst crumbling when I’m alone with my thoughts finally catching up with me. Thank goodness for long car journeys, although the sight of a woman crying behind the wheel might have looked a little odd to passing motorists.
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.
Oh, December! What a month you have been, from some wonderful highs to almost the lowest points that you could possibly face. Whilst I’d never truly want to wish my time away, I think I can safely say that I’m pleased to be heading towards the end of the month. Thanking December for the wake-up call it has given but happily waving goodbye to some of the long hours and days that I’ve experienced.
As the end of the year closes in I’m starting to feel quite melancholy. There isn’t one particular thing that is making me feel this way. Rather a host of small things, probably insignificant to most people. All of which are chipping away at me. I’ve attempted to distract myself from the majority of things, however, there are some things that no matter what I do still manage to whizz around my mind.
October has felt a little strange, which I’m putting down to the fact that half term is a week earlier than I would normally have thought it to be. With the children going to be at school on Halloween, leaving us little time to prepare for the night of festivities ahead. Our estate goes all out on Halloween with lots of houses decorated and pumpkins out on display to signal that the children can knock on the door for a treat.
September always feels like the start of a new year, Much more than January does for me. Signally the start of a new school year, the beginning of new chapters and also the push to tick things off the to-do list. An opportunity to purchase new stationery ready to make lists, party plans and get ready for the upcoming birthday and Christmas season.
After feeling out of sync with everything during July I wanted to step back and take time out from it all. This month I have switched off more than I have done before. Ignoring my inbox, not getting involved with things that will bring me anxiety or drama. Focusing on family, time with the children and enjoying time together. It was just what the doctor ordered – sun, fun and ice cream.
The month of July always seems to be a busy month. Between the end of the school year and all the activities that go with that, preparation for the pending summer holidays and the fun of attending Christmas in July events as part of my research for Christmas features and collaborations for my blog,