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TIFU by visiting family over Christmas

Obligatory, I'm on mobile and formatting may be funny and this TIFU happened on Christmas.

I (28F) and My husband (34M) and daughter (5F) obviously wanted to see family for the holidays this year. We are expecting a little boy in the end of April as well. Just two weeks ago, our daughter had contact at school with a child that had the big C19. She got a cold, but not the big C. My husband got the cold about 5 days later. Everyone quarantined, tested, and kept being safe as we can. I also began wearing my mask to work, despite being far from people and largely working alone all day, with a building of 100% vaccinated people including myself. The public does not come in.

We have been taking every precaution we can, leaving the house minimally and overall being the hermits we are. HERMITS UNITED!

Found out at 10pm last night that my mother tested positive, knew people at her job were positive and had direct contact with them before christmas and still had us over and my brother (23M) with his wife (22F) and their brand spanking new, one month old premature baby.

My head is racing and I'm pissed and want to cry. I love my mom, but this was so irresponsible of her. I miss her too and just want to be able to visit her once a week without worry, but now I don't feel I can trust her to inform us of necessary information before visits.

Edited to add: My friend also got covid about 5 weeks ago and as a result delivered her 9 month, full term baby as a stillbirth. They were due on Christmas and she delivered on Dec. 7th. This is probably adding to my anxiety a great deal.

Tl;Dr My mom had close contact and got sick and still invited her pregnant daughter, new mom DIL with a premature baby, and our spouses and kids. We have all been exposed.

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