A pocket of my life

What a strange 2 years it has been! Back in March 2020 when the world started to take action about Covid I was heavily pregnant with Olivia and scared as hell. I remember the rules changing before they closed the schools, back at the beginning of March was when it started to affect me, the maternity units decided that just one person would be aloud to attend a birth rather than two, this broke my heart as my Mother in law was meant be there to witness her grand daughter being born. The talk of covid was around the school like wild fire and many of us thought they should close the schools, especially with me being pregnant and just a week later Boris Johnson was announcing the closure, just for a few weeks....which ended in a lot more time than that. I feel very luckily for this time though as Lilly got to watch Olivia grow for so much more time that other siblings.  The lockdown was the strangest time ever, with only being allowed out for walks once a day and only going to the shop...

The have survived almost 2 years with no covid but yesterday changed that. I tested yesterday evening as I had some of the symptoms and it came up positive within seconds. My morning started off with a sore throat  this isn't uncommon for me though as I breathe differently at night due to asthma so carried on with my day, at around 4.30 last night I felt a bit achy and developed a slight cough. Something inside just told me I needed to test so that's what I did, within 10 seconds I could see 2 lines, both Liam and Lilly followed with tests which are both negative. So I have decided to wear a mask around the kids and sleep on my own until I am negative to try and keep everyone else safe.  By 8pm last night I felt awful, I was shivering under a blanket, felt tired and lost my appetite. Today has been much the same, sore throat, hot and cold spates, runny nose, slight cough and tired.  Today has consisted of bed rest with a toddler, paracetamo...