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Oh, Corona
Aug. 2nd, 2020 08:44 pmMy youngest, Gemma, is a very unhappy little girl. This whole COVID situation is hard on her. She's 7 so she has some understanding of what's going on, but she's missed being in school, she's missed her friends and she's missed seeing her brother and sister. As you can expect, she's been playing up a bit and has needed lots of love and reassurance.
We've have some brief respite over the last couple of weeks - she's been able to play outside with her friends. It's done her to the world of good, there's been a distinct improvement in her mood and behaviour. She's also been able to see her older siblings. That bit has also been a huge relief for me, you have no idea - even though they're both technically adults, they'll always be my babies!
My eldest two, Rachel and Liam, both live about an hour away, over in Bradford and Leeds respectively. We've only seen them a couple of times this year, although we've video chatted regularly. It's not the same though, is it?
Rachel and her boyfriend Jax, as well as Liam and his girlfriend Matilda were supposed to be coming home this weekend. James' boyfriend Henry was going to come around (James still lives at home for a few more weeks) and we were going to have a nice big family get together.
Except we couldn't. Greater Manchester is a 'COVID hotspot' and we've locked back down again. Two households are no longer allowed to meetup together. I know there's something about support bubbles but I'm not exactly sure on the rules around that and we'd all rather not take the risk.
But the result is that Gemma, who had been so looking forward to the party this weekend, is very disappointed, very unhappy and very stroppy with it. She's stormed up to her bedroom, lots of stamping feet and slamming doors, tears and 'it's not fair'. It's heartbreaking.
Although part of me knows exactly how she feels and wishes I could do exactly the same thing!
(On a side note, I almost feel like I should write a proper introduction that covers the family so that you all have a proper idea of who's who... is that something you'd be interested in? Or should I just add it to my introduction post?)
We've have some brief respite over the last couple of weeks - she's been able to play outside with her friends. It's done her to the world of good, there's been a distinct improvement in her mood and behaviour. She's also been able to see her older siblings. That bit has also been a huge relief for me, you have no idea - even though they're both technically adults, they'll always be my babies!
My eldest two, Rachel and Liam, both live about an hour away, over in Bradford and Leeds respectively. We've only seen them a couple of times this year, although we've video chatted regularly. It's not the same though, is it?
Rachel and her boyfriend Jax, as well as Liam and his girlfriend Matilda were supposed to be coming home this weekend. James' boyfriend Henry was going to come around (James still lives at home for a few more weeks) and we were going to have a nice big family get together.
Except we couldn't. Greater Manchester is a 'COVID hotspot' and we've locked back down again. Two households are no longer allowed to meetup together. I know there's something about support bubbles but I'm not exactly sure on the rules around that and we'd all rather not take the risk.
But the result is that Gemma, who had been so looking forward to the party this weekend, is very disappointed, very unhappy and very stroppy with it. She's stormed up to her bedroom, lots of stamping feet and slamming doors, tears and 'it's not fair'. It's heartbreaking.
Although part of me knows exactly how she feels and wishes I could do exactly the same thing!
(On a side note, I almost feel like I should write a proper introduction that covers the family so that you all have a proper idea of who's who... is that something you'd be interested in? Or should I just add it to my introduction post?)
