One minute I am fine, the next I’m in tears. It’s like I can’t hold it together.
I’m emotional from all the things I’ve seen at work. Desperately holding on to hope, desperately trying to help save people from the evil invisible virus.
I have never been so heartbroken in my entire life and I cannot shake the faces of patients out of my mind. The look in their eyes as they fight with every struggling breath. Covid19 is a bastard!

I can’t hold it together because of the beautiful unity throughout the world right now. People from all walks of life coming together as one. Supporting one another and helping each other in this time. It is the most beautiful yet horrific situation to be in.
If you know me, I’m very airy fairy and want the world to just be happy clappy all of the time. But the reality is, it just isn’t. But right now, thru this pandemic , through this torture that is upon us, the world is as one. This is truly amazing.

My neighbours have come out every week clapping, cheering and banging their pots. I can’t help but to cry with happiness and appreciation because their appreciation for, not just the NHS, but ALL keyworkers, is amazing.
I write this in absolute tears, because again, I cannot hold it together.

Myself and husband work very hard every day some days with little protection. But still go out there working as hard as we can. Leaving our children behind, fighting this battle. Not knowing what we will bring home.

So thank you, every single person who has rejoiced, came together, supported and sent words of encouragement to one another in this time. You guys are the real heros, because without you guys, we wouldn’t be able to continue this day in and day out.

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A blonde teenager, wanting to earn some extra money for the summer, decided to hire herself out as a “handy-woman”

She started canvassing a nearby well-to-do neighborhood. She went to the front door of the first house, and asked the owner if he had any odd jobs for her to do.

“Well, I guess I could use somebody to paint my porch,” he said, “How much will you charge me?”

Delighted, the girl quickly responded, “How about $50?”

The man agreed and told her that the paint brushes and everything she would need was in the garage.

The man’s wife, hearing the conversation said to her husband, “Does she realize that our porch goes ALL the way around the house?”

He responded, “That’s a bit cynical, isn’t it?”

The wife replied, “You’re right. I guess I’m starting to believe all those dumb blonde jokes we’ve been getting by email lately.”

Later that day, the blonde teenager came to the door to collect her money.
“You’re finished already?” the startled husband asked.

“Yes, she replied, and I even had paint left over, so I gave it two coats.”

Impressed, the man reached into his pocket for the $50.00 and handed it to her along with a $10.00 tip.

“And, by the way,” the teenager added, “it’s not a Porch, it’s a Lexus.”

★♫.•Pass it on!! Give someone else a reason to smile. ♫★

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My wife is a best friend kind of woman. She has hour upon hours of long conversations with her friends ALL the time and occasionally I get to hear little pieces. Recently she was talking to a friend and they were talking about this thing called “co-sleeping” and I heard the other person ask doesn’t your husband hate that?

My husband would never let me do that. This blew my mind and has bothered me for days. So I just decided to come out as a man and set a few things straight. I do NOT hate any part of what makes my wife the mother that she is. I would NEVER degrade or disregard anything that she feels like doing for my children.

Do I have to squeeze into a small corner of the bed sometimes? Yeah? But my God how beautiful does she look holding my children? Making them feel loved and safe? The thing is that our wives only experience these little seasons in motherhood for a short time.

They carry our babies they birth them they nurture them and maybe while they are little they let them crawl into our beds and snuggle but eventually our babies get bigger they grow up they get “too cool” for snuggles so why would we as men want to steal a single second of this time from them? Being mothers is part of their identity and what’s a year or 3 out of decades of life spent together? I just want to say that I am proud of the decisions my wife makes as a mom and I support every single one of them. I would never want to rob her of this time she has or these seasons that are in reality too short to not enjoy. Please respect your wives as mothers.

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TRAFFIC is gone, LONG QUEUES are gone.

FUEL is affordable, BILLS extended.

KIDS are at home with their FAMILIES, PARENTS are home taking care of their CHILDREN.

FAST FOOD replaced by HOME COOKED MEALS, hectic SCHEDULES replaced by NAPS.

The AIR seems CLEANER, the WORLD QUIETER.

PEOPLE are conscious about HYGIENE and HEALTH again.

MONEY doesn’t seem to make the WORLD GO ROUND anymore.

And WE now have TIME, finally, to STOP and SMELL the ROSES.

It seems like this COVID-19 is a RESET BUTTON for HUMANITY!!!

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Dear Mums,

Please remember one thing on your list of 400 today..

You are not a teacher. You are a parent.

You’re not home schooling, you’re ‘crisis’ schooling.

You cannot possibly become a skilled professional overnight and do it whilst the world around you crumbles and grinds to a halt.

Your job is to continue some sort of a ‘fun’ learning structure, with love.

Patience above anything.

That’s your goal every day.

To not feel so strangled by the pressure, that you transfer it over in the form of ‘yes you can do this you’re not listening’….

This is hard.

I mean, it’s really hard.

If you get through this with nothing achieved or ‘taught’ but you kept everyone safe and calm…

You are a warrior.

The kids will learn when they are back in school.

From you, right now, they will learn that they are loved and that their Mummy is a legend.

She held it together.

That’s enough.

It’s so very much enough.

When her hard times come, she will look back, straighten her crown and remember whose daughter she is.

Or he will remember whose son he is.

And that, is pretty amazing work, if you ask me.

You got this.

We got this.

Donna
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My elderly father lives alone. Like many elderly people in the U.K., he has been instructed to self-isolate for his own safety and order his groceries online. Despite multiple attempts to place an online grocery order with three supermarkets – a struggle in itself for my father – no delivery slots were available any time in the next two weeks.

I suggested that he contact his local Member of Parliament for Broxbourne, Sir Charles Walker, to inform him that this is a problem many of his elderly constituents may be facing.

My father emailed his M.P. very late yesterday evening. This morning, Sir Charles Walker turned up at my father’s house and left five bags of groceries outside the front door as a gift – the groceries visible in this picture.

Half of the cost of the groceries was met by the people of the local community and half by the M.P. himself out of his own pocket.

Having read numerous stories of avarice and profiteering in this time of COVID-19, I wanted to share one of humanity, generosity and kindness. There was no political capital to be made here. No-one other than my father knew that it had happened. There was no expectation of publicity or media coverage. It was a simple act of human kindness by someone who cared.

On behalf of my father: thank you Sir Charles Walker, M.P. – one knight of the realm who was clearly wearing his shining armour today.

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Maybe those two teenagers you saw walking to the shop together live in the same house, maybe they arent related but one is from an abusive home so locked down with their friends family.

Maybe your neighbour had a friend over, but was feeling suicidal or low. Maybe they took precautions to be careful to see each other which potentially stopped one of them taking their own life. If that one of them who’s life was spared has children then they still have a mummy or daddy as a result.

Maybe that parent you saw in the supermarket with all their kids is a single parent and had no choice.

Maybe that elderly couple you see walking together daily are not from the same household, but they know people will assume they are. But maybe they have lived their lives and deserve to have a little bit of comfort from a companion, maybe if they are just walking together just the 2 of them they arent doing anyone any harm if they aren’t contacting others?

Maybe that mum who’s homeschooling and baking and being the perfect insta mum is doing all that to keep herself sane.

Maybe that mum that’s letting their kid go wild on xbox is doing that to keep herself and the kid sane too.

Maybe that person who walked too close to you in the supermarket didnt realise, didnt see you as head is a mess, or didnt know the rules maybe has some kind of learning difficulties…

Maybe that annoying shop keeper who’s doing one in one out is trying his/her best to be safe and keep people safe.

Maybe that rude check out boy/girl is scared for her life working in an unsafe environment with unpredictable peoples behaviours and is just trying to get through her day hoping no one gives her Corona

Maybe everyone needs to just MIND THEIR F***ING BUSINESS because you dont know shit people are going through, you dont have the same coping mechanisms as everyone, and half the time you’re probably making wrong assumptions.

I personally think MOST of us are doing really well and should be proud of ourselves instead of reading all the whingey shite!

It’s not like me to post something quite this personal but I’ve had a few messages over the last few days and I dont blame any of you! I wish I had had some reassurance last week before going in to have Ruby. Labour and birth is scary enough on it’s own without the added worry of covid19 and being in hospitals and the worry of being alone. I had so many panick attacks and meltdowns and I kept hearing horror stories of the Gwent being over run and other hospitals which couldnt cope.

So 28th March at 9am I went in to be induced and I had to go alone. My body was far too stressed and worried to go into labour naturally. Paul had to wait in the car and eventually I sent him home as it was taking longer than I thought. The midwife who was seeing to me was amazing. I had to wear a mask anytime she came near me to do my blood pressure, bloods etc. The ward was quiet and easily managed. The cleaner was bleaching all the floors and cleaning constantly. It sucked that Paul couldnt just come in with me to keep me company but it wasnt scary at all.

My contractions started almost immediately but I was allowed to go home so i was more relaxed and had Paul’s company during early labour. 3pm I was back down the gwent. Paul wasnt allowed in with me. So we called up and 2 midwives came down to the door to meet me and brought a chair just incase I needed it. They supported me throughout. They couldnt come too close or hold my hand or anything but they were super supportive with words. We got into the birth centre where I was examined and I technically wasnt in “established labour” but I was already in a lot of pain so I was torn between going back home, labouring quickly and not making it back with no pain relief but being with Paul or staying in hospital but alone. Giving that I laboured quickly with Arlo I just chose to stay alone with my gas and air. Poor Paul was sat in the car waiting and refused to go home. The midwives weren’t allowed to come too close but it was relaxed and chilled, no masks or anything.

I laboured alone for about 2 or 3 hours. I urged them to examine me again sooner than they should have just so that Paul had a better chance of coming to me sooner. Yes it was scary, yes it was lonely, yes it was hard. But I done it. And if I can do it, anyone can. Your body finds strength and just powers on through because that’s what it’s made to do and you cant exactly back out of it🤣🤷‍♀️

Paul came up at 6.30pm and she was born at 7.34pm so he was with me for the hardest part and the best part. If you think you’re labouring quickly and worried your partner will miss anything just urge them to check you more regularly. He was then allowed to stay with us after she was born. It was so relaxed afterwards and we were just left to it. Minimum contact, but support was offered and there if you needed it. I chose to go home as soon as I could. So we waited 6 hours for Ruby to be checked and left the delivery room. I didnt go onto a postnatal ward. If you chose to stay, then your partner goes home. We left at 2am odd but they allowed it giving the circumstances.

Postnatal care so far – I had a phone call from a midwife on day 1 to just check everything was okay. If I wanted or needed someone to come to the house then they would have but we were ok. On day 4 I was worried about Ruby’s umbilical cord so we rang county and were allowed up there for her to be checked. So the support from midwives is still there and you wont be forgotten about. But again I had to take Ruby alone. But at the end of the day, it doesnt matter. All that matters is baby arrives happy, healthy and safely.

Please dont be nervous about going to the Gwent hospital despite the rumours going around. I cannot thank the midwives enough, it was so quiet. None of the midwives have any symptoms and they havent had any pregnant women with covid19 as of yet.

For anyone in pregnancy and near the end… you got this!!! 💕

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