So today is my niece’s 1st birthday. A pretty big milestone in ones life and I think an even bigger one with all that my sister had to endure, with her tough pregnancy and scary birth (blood clot in her leg leading to an emergency c-section and baby in another hospital in the NICU). But it’s being shrouded by Covid. My sister cancelled her party because the covid numbers in our area and state are just too high and it was the safest thing to do.
I know it’s trivial to feel mad or sad for her, but I just do. I feel a disappointment that we can’t celebrate her in my sister’s new home. I can count on both hands how many times we’ve had face to face interaction over this year. We had so many plans of being mothers at the same time, my sister and I, and because of covid, our children only see each other every so often, outside, with masks on. A year has gone by and I still can’t wrap my head around it. I know I have so much to be thankful for and I truly am, but I just have to let out some steam before trudging on through these weird times.
It’s strange times indeed. I’m hoping soon, I get to rekindle my relationship with my niece sans mask and that Adin and Ellie get time to develop a relationship with her too.
In the mean time, I’m wishing her and her mama a very happy first birthday and we will celebrate in person soon. (Here are some photos of baby Olivia over the past year)….