It was the beginning of Spring and the early spring flowers and blossoms were already filling the garden, which I admired through the bedroom window as I rested, tired and heavy at the end of what had felt like a long and challenging pregnancy. It was also one week into the first national Lockdown, as Covid-19 was spreading exponentially across the globe. The streets had already fallen silent for seven days, and the fine weather had set in, when your birthing day arrived. Covid had already wielded it’s power in changing your arrival date- originally you were due to be born on 27th March, but as Covid began impacting the hospital policies, your delivery was moved to three days later. I felt happy with that though, once the anxiety of another change had settled. Three more days for you to grow and stay tucked inside. You were already being born a little early- you were 39 weeks +3 days. I am sorry that you weren’t able to choose when you were ready to come- I am so aware of that.