Breakdowns in Lockdown. Thursday past was my day. Seems like everyone is having their turn and last week, my number was up. I was a solid mess. Like, on the floor in a heap ugly crying. It took me by surprise. I knew this was going to be hard- this lockdown – it was never intended to be easy. That was never the point of it all. But I thought I was doing fine despite the inordinate task that’s been set for us all.
We all know that what is being asked of us right now, is simply impossible: cooking,cleaning, work, feeding,teaching, nappies, bottles, meetings, teething babies, growth spurts, middle of the night wakeups. It’s a list that just won’t quit, and you just never get to it all. And yet many of us still are finding ourselves dead on the floor trying to do just that. Often this is not of our volution, because, for some, there’s still this invisible pressure from management that wants to completely negate the reality that many are sitting with at home. Or the complete lack of any empathy or indication of understanding it. Like the reality of 4 kids, 2 very busy babies, with nappies and bottles and who need you to be all in, all the time. I mean there is a reason why one pays top Continue reading
