Somehow this week did feel easier in the sense that things are beginning to feel a little more normal. I have been worrying and worrying about things returning to normal faster than would be good for the health of our country but actually it does seem to be dripping. The slow puncture method is working I think, or at least it is for us, and we have been incredibly lucky that Jonny has not needed to go to school very often at all. Next week may be different… I had been having this anxious feeling hanging over me and I wonder if I’ve been in a sort of perpetual panic attack as when I Google how I’m feeling panic attack seems to be the most likely option. I’ve never had one before and it’s an odd sensation I am not comfortable with so I’m glad things don’t seem to feel as scary as they did a few weeks ago.
The sun has been shining again and this helps everyone’s mood. I am happy to slowly come back to normal life with no singing and dancing parties, holidays, festivals or days out like we would usually be doing. The children will merge into the summer holidays from home school and then I hope by September that we are all well rested and invigorated for a new year which will be different but not as wildly so as it would have been going at 100mph.
I have liked slowly seeing friends at a distance and adding my Mum to our bubble. For us there has been no imperative rush and it feels right just about now.
This week was more home school which I also think has got easier – we have 5 weeks more of this then the summer holidays, oh thank goodness! And playing in the sun followed by Father’s Day. So in lockdown so far we have celebrated Mother’s Day, my Mum’s birthday, Jimmy’s birthday, my Dad’s birthday, Jonny’s Mum’s birthday and now Father’s Day. We totally have this celebration at a distance malarkey down pat!