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38 years old, 33 weeks pregnant, 23 days in isolation

This year my birthday was a lot different than what I imagined it would be. I thought I would be amongst friends and family, I had plans to use our beautiful high tea china (bought second hand on eBay) to make some nice little sandwiches and invite friends over for something fun and not alcoholic.

Needless to say that none of this happened.

After being very ill at the start of March, Mark and I have been living in as much isolation as possible, leaving the house only for walks, runs and bike rides solo besides food and doctors appointments.
Mark and I spent the whole day at home, and I tried to reduce as much as possible my meeting schedule to have a relaxing day. It was a day of ups and downs. I felt sad for the state of the world, afraid of what’s going to happen in the next months and how this affects our baby’s birth, and trying to prepare myself to a reality that I don’t know what will look like. Nobody can predict with how society will look like in two months time.
These are st…

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