I started lockdown with a 1, 3 and 7 year old.
one year old’s first words included many Pokémon characters.
by the time she was two and the schools were closed a second time, the middle one had started school. The youngest was more interested in homeschooling than the school aged one.
husband and I worked from home, we were both on 32 hour contracts or so but had high pressure jobs and often worked more than that. It was hell. I took unpaid leave from my work for three weeks to try and assuage some of the guilt during the second lockdown. I felt close to a breakdown. In fact if I dwell too much on it I get very shaky and very sad. My husband is a very calm and cool and collected person but doesn’t have much emotional depth and frankly his “it’s all ok, we’ll manage” and calmness is something I can’t quite forgive and yet was the necessary counterbalance to my hysteria. I’ve given up career ambitions.
also my middle child never slept through the night. So basically we worked in shifts 7am - midnight and then got no decent sleep.
and I didn’t lose my job and didn’t lose anyone from covid and wasn’t financially affected and had space to work from home in etc etc but it was awful. Absolutely awful.
furlough wasn’t available to either of our employers, nor were either of us essential workers.
and that’s enough of dwelling on it because I’m sad again :(