Charlotte arrived in New York in late December last year. My husband and I had booked a flight for 23rd January to go and see her. Unfortunately in mid January my husband was diagnosed with heart block and needed a pacemaker fitted. The appointment for his procedure was booked for February 18th and was advised not to fly. He was so disappointed, but insisted I carried on and went. It was a difficult decision, but did not want to disappoint my daughter as this was her first baby at 45! It was just as Coronavirus was being talked about, and people were starting to worry. I had all my jabs and boosters before I went to be on the safe side with a new baby in the house, and they were not allowing visitors at that time. It was so lovely to see her and hold her at 3 weeks old. My husband was 70 at the end of April and my daughter had planned to come over to spend his birthday with him, of course that never happened. She is back working from home now, so the next planned date is Christmas, but I see that slipping away too, who would take the risk with a young baby. My husband thinks she will be walking before he gets his first cuddle. We love facetime with her, she is such a beautiful little thing, but it is heartbreaking that we are missing out on such precious time. Her Grandma in US does not get to see her very often, only just recently from a distance, so near or far the problem is similar. We just keep saying as long as we are all alright after this, that's what matters. But it is a rollercoaster of emotion without a doubt.