This pandemic has been interesting, to say the least. I’ve always been a bit of a germiphobe but this has sent my paranoia to a whole new level! All while being pregnant?? 🤦🏾♀️
These days, I wash my hands so much that I forget if I washed them, so I wash them again. My hands look like that of a 80 year old woman. The constant washing has changed the texture. And not in a good way.
Then there’s the hand sanitizer. We are blessed to not have any problems finding some in my area but let me tell you. We keep a bottle in the car. One is each room and one in my purse. Sooo, in addition to washing, I sanitize my hands like crazy. 🤷🏽♀️
This pandemic has changed my pregnancy mood from joy to worry. I don’t want it to fly by without enjoying the moment. But I certainly didn’t have as many fears in my 1st and 2nd trimesters as I do now. I try to just keep in mind that I’m doing my part in keeping the world safe.
The information I’ve read about COVID-19 while pregnant is conflicting. Some say you are no more vulnerable than anyone else. Others scream, “Protect you and your baby! You are more vulnerable due to your immune system.” Who knows what the truth is. So, I just do my best to follow the guidelines.
This is my first baby so I’m already stressed about everything from making sure we have enough diapers to dealing with anxiety over what labor & delivery will be like. Adding a global infection hasn’t made it easier. This pandemic has kept me up at night. Seriously.. Having a stomach the size of a watermelon and running to the bathroom every 30 minutes has already killed my good night sleeping. I knew that I cant continue to live like that.
So to help me get through it, I’ve sworn off all news reports and any online stories about COVID-19. I mean, some of those stories were so sad, I just couldn’t wrap my head around it. I decided to just focus on positive things to keep me in a good frame of mind.
Let me just tell you other ways this pandemic has affected my pregnancy.
Firstly, I don’t go into any stores. My fiancé does that part. We make a list of the things we need. He goes in to get everything and I sit in the car and wait for him to come out. There are certain things I’m so particular about. (Like organic body wash). But when he comes out with something other than that. I try not to make too much of a big deal about it. He does it all…post office drop offs, grocery shopping, runs into the convenient store when I NEED a Kit Kat. With no complaints. So how can I complain??
Browsing through the stores to get last minute baby items like bottles, pampers, pacifiers or bibs is no longer a thing. I’ve had to order everything online and wait for it. And things that come in the mail are super slow these days so needless to say that I spend a lot of time checking shipping carriers websites for the latest tracking information.
When it comes to going to the doctor, things are SO different! A mask must be worn the entire time. My temperature is checked upon entry along with a series of questions about how I’m feeling. Every two chairs are taped up to make sure that we are able to social distance. In addition to the fact that no one can go in with me. So, my fiancé has to wait in the car the entire time. He hasn’t missed any appointments. I know it’s hard for him because he misses out on hearing the heartbeat and seeing the baby on the sonogram. Plus, he doesn’t think I ask the doc the right questions. It’s gotten to a point where I take notes of questions to ask so I can make sure he’s well informed before I make it back to the car.
Now, that I’m only 4 weeks from my due date I have a doctors visit once a week. It includes testing, a sonogram, and some type of belt that is used to monitor the baby’s heart beat. This requires me to sit in a big leather chair. As soon I get out of it, I’m damn near drowning my arms in sanitizer since they touched the chair. 🤷🏽♀️
I’ve been told by my doctor that only one person can come with me to the hospital when I go into labor. And that person will not be able to leave for any reason. They can leave when me and the baby leave. Which is fine with me cause I didn’t want to be alone in the hospital, anyway. Although, my mom and brother aren’t too happy about it. I do regret that they won’t be there to share the experience with me. But we will all be able to enjoy the baby when he gets here. So I have a feeling that they will quickly get over it.
I told my Mom that I can’t wait until I have the baby so I can stop worrying so much. She laughed and said, ” You’re gonna worry even more when he gets here!”
She’s probably right. I’ve decided to stop worrying so much about the things I can’t change. Follow the guidelines while trying to enjoy the days until the baby arrives. Also, to stay positive and prayed up until this thing is behind us. Or for whatever our new normal is to come.
How has this pandemic changed you? Let me know in the comments…
Stay Fearless 💋