March last year find out I’m pregnant with dd2 (long awaited) lockdown pregnancy and birth which was all fine thank God, but lockdown ruined a lot of the experience, we were all looking forwards to this year being one of recovery and getting to grips with a new way of life.
2nd week into 2021 MIL passes away completely randomly, 3 weeks later FIL passes too. Couple of weeks after someone I viewed as an “aunt” passes from cancer, today I’ve been told another very close family friend has stage 4 aggressive.
I just can’t anymore and feel wholly selfish for being down about it all the time. So much loss so much grief constantly streaming in. Even Philip dying got to me as all I could think of was another family going through what I’ve watched DH go and still going through. He’s only 31 and has lost both parents whom he dedicated his life to after me and the kids.
It’s so hard