Well, I think week nine will be over and out for this particular lockdown diary and with hope that I never have to begin another one. I documented lockdown number one from our family perspective, week by week, until the children returned to school and because they were still in education for the second I didn’t feel the need to write. When the government closed schools for the third national lockdown I needed to begin a new diary but as of today, the 8th of March, school has resumed and normality, although not quite here yet, is on the horizon. We are still in lockdown but we are slowly moving to a normal, albeit a new normal, and for that I am very grateful!
For our last week of home school (hurrah) we definitely moved things down a gear. I wasn’t prepared to have the mega arguments with Jimmy to make him do his work so sometimes, this week, it just didn’t get done. I think we all needed a break from the battles and before real school began again but with it in the offing it felt ok to do that.
I think Jimmy has suffered the most in our family. He is angry but doesn’t understand why and we in turn have got angry with him when he has misbehaved which has made it all worse. Hard not to react to bad behaviour but we have tried this week and hope with a school return next it might be just what he needs to level his emotions again. He neds his friends and I think it will do him the power of good.
So this last week, which saw Posie turn one month (how?!) and Florence celebrate her friends high school news (everyone else got the news of schools this week) as well as Raffie continue to love his nursery, we have been a bit calmer, a bit more care free and a bit more hopeful. Bring on spring!