I went through my entire pregnancy alone because of covid. I got induced and spent 4 days alone in a hospital bed because of covid. No visitors rill active labour. My husband had to leave 3 hours after her birth.
We've spent the last year saving and scrimping money because you guessed it covid fucked us over financially. Now it's my daughters first birthday this week. We arranged a very small gathering.. both grandparents, 2 friends and 4 cousins. Thats all we asked for and we've had to cancel because 2 have tested positive and we've been pinged by the app. So this is shit. I've had enough. This was the last little bit of something I was clinging to. I'm.done with this shit. I've saved my last little bit of holiday and money to do something with her and now we can't. What's the point anymore? And before anyone comments I know she wont remember it but I've had a very shit year and this is all I wanted