Well… time sure does fly when the world is experiencing a pandemic!
It’s crazy to think that I created this little blog during Iso 1.0 (for us Victorians anyway) and it’s now 6 months after my last post. But I’m back now so let’s see how this goes.
After I wrote my last post, it’s safe to say that my world got extremely complicated and messy. I lacked inspiration and motivation to write. Although there was plenty happening, it just wasn’t something to write about but I may as well briefly reflect on some of it to try and get some creative juices flowing again. Now to figure out where to start…
My daughter is no longer a baby, but instead a big 1 year old (almost 1 and a half)!
Birthdays have always been an important event in my family. We typically go over the top with celebrating- gifts/experiences, rooms filled with balloons, cake/s, and the day is always filled with delicious food! I have actually never attended school or work on my birthday in my 30 years (I did wake at work on my 29th birthday because of the nature of my job, but I was only there until 9am so it doesn’t really count). So you can imagine how excited I was to celebrate Lennon’s first birthday!
Due to Covid-19 and isolation, my initial plans were forced to change. Instead, I’d planned a nice day for us before having Lennon’s father and his parents celebrate with us over dinner. I ordered a cake and planned to get balloons. Unfortunately, this didn’t go to plan either and instead, Lennon spent the afternoon and evening celebrating with her father and his family (I obviously wasn’t invited). Absolutely understandable but oh my goodness, did my little heart break (again!)! When you’re with your little person practically 24/7 you want to be there for that special day and celebration/s.
I clearly don’t like sharing (which I must ask my parents if I was like this as a kid). But hey, I got through it and as the saying & song go “what doesn’t kill you, makes you stronger”
Between Lockdown 1.0 and 2.0, I celebrated a birthday of my own and Lennon & I were able to get away down the coast for a night with a friend and her little family. It was lovely to be somewhere new, even if only for a night. Len and I spent the following day driving home along the coast. Stopping in at random beaches and going for walks. Followed by a spot of shopping and some lunch. It was exactly what my soul needed and I finally cried for the first time in months. And I’m talking MONTHS! Perhaps the whole year in fact.
Oh and I also managed to start seeing someone! I won’t be going into details about that just yet but I will say, so far so good!
So now, it’s the middle of October. I return to work in a few weeks which I am both excited and terrified for. I’m starting further studies soon and I’m back into planning my house build which will hopefully kick off early next year.
Len is walking everywhere and climbing everything and let me tell you, there is absolutely no holding her back now! She has started daycare and expectedly, is killing it. And she now spends one night a week with her Dad.
Like I said, the past 6 months have been difficult and messy. I have questioned my purpose, my mothering and my role as a partner/friend/family member. I have struggled emotionally and somedays, I have just wanted to give up! But there have been lots of positives thrown in there too! Living in Regional Victoria has meant I’ve had some freedom during this pandemic, not as much as other states but certainly not as strict as Metro Melbourne. I’ve had time to reevaluate things and concentrate on what I want. And I’ve been able to spend an extra 6 months at home with my best friend, watching her grow and learn every single day. I don’t think anything can trump that!
Just the 2 of us 