Today me and BB had a girls day as Daddy went to play golf. We danced to Estelle “American Boy”, ate home made falafel together and sang a million nursery rhymes. We popped into my elderly 90 year old nana back garden so she could see BB before the local lockdown commences on Tuesday.
Whilst I fully support the new measures we have to take I’m so sad for people like my nan stuck at home, not well enough to venture more than a few steps into her garden. I’m sad for BB not being able to interact and play with other babies. I have mum guilt that maybe I got it wrong. That maybe I should’ve sent her to nursery instead of keeping her at home so she’d have children her own age.
One thing is for certain though. I feel a lot stronger going into these restrictions with a sober head. When lock down first started, I saw it as an excuse to drink to excess. Every morning waking up with a pounding head and blood shot eyes. Day 62 everyone. A lot calmer and enjoyable than the day before.