I have been on an inadvertent posting hiaitus during the (first) COVID-19 UK lockdown of 2020, for the following reasons:
Two toddlers, nowhere to take them, no childcare, no family nearby. We have been ON OUR KNEES EXHAUSTED
As a healthcare professional I have been going to work throughout. Work has been an ever-changing learning curve, both rewarding and intensely draining.
The toddlers’ push-back to all this change (and from their POV, inexplicable monotony) has been later and later bedtimes. 🙈
Hence, no writing. Or nothing of much coherence, anyway!
But now we’re well into the (first) easing of lockdown, my brain is starting to move out of survival mode, and I’m feeling a desire to jot down some of this strange brush with post-apocalyptic parenthood. So there may be a few more posts coming soon.
For now though, here’s my lockdown experience summarised in under 30 seconds:
Throwback to my sleeping newborn twins shortly after they came out of hospital, wearing “Tiny Baby” white vests and snoozing in the hollow of their feeding pillow. You can still see the needle marks on A’s heel from her many blood tests. But by now we were all home safe. A very dreamy time. 💗
I keep starting a post and then abandoning it because the tone is wrong or the content is off or… basically because it doesn’t fit what my ever-helpful subconscious has defined as a good blog post! As a result, the last few months have whizzed by with much half-written but little finished.
So I thought I’d do a quick stream-of-consciousness update on where we are RN, because everything changes so rapidly. And then if I don’t post again for another 6 months, you’ll know why!