Skip to main content

Lockdown Things.

Yikes. The whole of NZ is back in Level 4 lockdown, over one whole year later since our previous one.

It was only a matter of time, yet I do want to quickly note that the whole situation here is handled impeccably well. I am in full support of how quick and fast NZ jumps into keeping everyone safe. It sucks, absolutely, but it’s necessary.

I also want to acknowledge how lucky I am that for us, being in lockdown doesn’t extend beyond “it sucks”. We have a safe place to live, we have work, we are healthy, we can afford what we need. We are very, very lucky and I completely acknowledge  how lockdown is a different experience for people in vulnerable circumstances.

Here’s a wee update on things at the mo in our 50sqm house: 

- Both my husband and I are trying to work, while looking after our two year old and our seven month old. This is ... a lot, and I’m just very glad that we don’t have homeschooling to add into the mix too. Let’s just say that it’s near impossible to get anything done (though that’s really nothing new, for me anyway), but I’m trying not to get frustrated about that. As everyone keeps saying, these are unprecedented times. Unprecedented times, Kaitlyn!

- To, you know, make everything even more interesting, our poor two year old has croup. It sucks. And we know the likelihood of our baby catching it is high. So that sucks too. All I’ll say is that any activities which include the words “toddler time” (which we went to on the morning of the day the snap lockdown was announced) are a breeding ground for any kind of gnarly virus one can think up. 

- Things we have done so far include: picking daisies, visiting the chickens, watching Shrek x1000 (yes, our two year old does now say “get OUT of my SWAMP!” I am so proud), colouring in, painting, the same Moana puzzle over and over, kinetic sand (regrets every time), walking to a stripe of grass down the road and then turning to jelly walking back up the hill, making cakes with blocks, weeding the garden, x1000 snacks per day, watching rabbits in the paddock, and grizzling.

- Things on the agenda for the next few days include: more snack eating, more Shrek watching, definitely more grizzling, and actually - probably more of everything above. Hmm and maybe getting some leaves and cutting them up and then gluing the pieces to cardboard? That’s an activity, right? And goop. Provided it’s not raining so it can go outside. It’s not happening otherwise.

- Pre-lockdown, we would got out every single day on walks, playground visits, play dates, to the library etc, and staying home was my actual nightmare. Literally. So being at home constantly was scary. It still is. But it’s becoming less scary as time goes on. 

- We’re going to try an hour-on-hour-off approach to see if we each get an opportunity get more work done. We are probably very naive. But fingers crossed. 

- The baby is currently on her fifth wake up of the night, when lately she’s actually been sleeping really well (for her standards anyway), so I’m feeling like croup is on the horizon. Oh the joy!

- Some quality memes that have made me laugh recently. I can’t nicely format these on my phone, so do enjoy them just being dumped here. I also have a very very fantastic friend who sends me quality reels on the daily. Her curation level is 10/10 expert. 






- I’ve been meditating lately (trying for every day, but it’s more likely every second day). This is something I used to scoff at and give up on, but it’s actually helpful and something I look forward to. Perfect before going to bed. I use a guided meditation, because my brain is way too bouncy to deal with no outside structure, and I usually sit on the bathroom floor (#smallhouselife), so that’s great to fall asleep on. 

- And on that note, here’s a final note! I’ve also been spitting out poetry like there’s no tomorrow. Here are two poems that I made to look pretty. 










//




Stay safe, pals.

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

A review of the types of people who sell animals on TradeMe.

I’m always on the hunt for new internet rabbit holes to venture down during all these long nights. Sometimes I’ll just read random articles or follow a Wikipedia chain or read up about conspiracy theories just for the fun of it. I’m not too sure how I got into investigating (okay, that’s way too strong a word for staring at a screen to stop my eyelids dropping) the animals for sale on TradeMe, but here we are. Upon reading several listings and gasping at the price of these creatures, I began to notice some particular themes within each subset of seller. And because I don’t have anything better to do during these ungodly hours, I’ve categorised these sellers into neat, little boxes. Healthy stuff. Let’s start with the pigs. Surprisingly, pig sellers tend to be of very few words. I was lowkey disappointed because I expected an almost rambunctious air about them, verging on mildly jolly. However, most listings just include one or two blurry photos of the pigs at least 5m away in a paddoc...

Plumbers and Broats

Today has been a strange morning so far, involving plumbers, blue food colouring, and awkwardly pacing around inside my house. Is it just me who gets nervous and feels awkward when they have a tradie working in their house? It's probably just me. This would be a typical thing that makes me feel weird, but no one else would seem to have a problem with it. Now I'm just rambling. Another weird thing I do. We have a couple of plumbers working on the downstairs in our house as we're renovating the bathroom. The plumbers are very nice and normal and I've talked to them and showed them the work that needs to be done and it was fine. They aren't even in the main section of our house. My toddler and I are on a completely different floor, but with every little noise I think, "but what if they come up the stairs?" And I mean, what if they do? Therefore, in the possibility that they may come into the main section of our house (which again, is unlikely, given that all ...

Alone (with peas and Sard).

These past 12 hours I’ve had so much alone time, I feel quite strange and everything feels unfamiliar.  It has been wonderful! But also a bit weird. It’s really made me realise that before I had kids, I had So. Much. Time.  But that’s always the way it is, isn’t it? You don’t appreciate something until it’s gone. And then you have a new blessing in its place and all you can think is, “wow I’m so constantly busy” and “wow, I would love to use the bathroom alone,” and “wow, I can’t remember what silence sounds like.” You lose yourself a little bit in motherhood. You find new parts of yourself too, of course. You grow and stretch and rise so much that it hurts. But you’re also so constantly on 24/7 that you barely have enough time to think you’re own thoughts. Last night my daughter slept through the night! It was amazing! I feel so well rested today and I’m so thankful. I have no idea why or how or anything else and it probably won’t happen again for goodness knows how long, but...