I can't cope with being so shut off like this. Every day is the same. And with no end in sight it feels like there's nothing to look forward to.
My children are missing my parents so much. They're FaceTiming they, and other family, but they usually see them multiple times a week and they were like the second parent to them after my marriage broke down. They usually see their Dad every other weekend but he isn't having them while we're in lockdown, and we were self isolating for a week before that so it's been over 3 weeks since they've seen him now. They don't seem particularly bothered about that. He wants to FaceTime them every day and DD1 asked why. I've facilitated it most days, but the occasional day it's been a rush, what with home schooling and me and my DP working from home, plus the usual things that need to be done. It's a lot to juggle and I have forgotten about FaceTiming him a few times. And then he has a go at me through messages. Prior to lockdown he didn't even ask about his children weekly, let alone want to FaceTime them.
My DP has been great with looking after the DC with me. He gets up in the morning so I can sleep in because I'm not sleeping well. But I feel guilty when he does that because it's my "job".
I'm 21 weeks pregnant. My two DC were born very premature so I'm scared about that already and now I'm scared this baby will be born while we're in lockdown.
My depression has become much worse. I'm still taking my medication. I'm trying to look after myself by eating well and trying to get enough sleep. But I just feel so awful. Nothing seems to help.
Last night I came very close to hurting myself. I just feel so completely trapped and DP and I had an argument and I had no where to go to get away. It felt like the only way out. I was exhausted and I wasn't thinking rationally. It scared me. I'm still scared.
I'm not getting any guilt free break from the DC. They're really good children. They have their moments, of course, but they play nicely together, they're loving, they're happy to do school work. But they aren't getting a break from each other or from me and DP and they're used to going to school/nursery, so they're becoming fractious.
I wish I could see my mum. I know that sounds so pathetic. And I've been talking to her on the phone, but it's not the same. My DC want Nanny and I want my Mummy. I'm 33 and I want my Mummy. How pathetic.