Becoming a Mommy in a Pandemic

The country was closed down due to Covid and we were waiting for our son to arrive. I was 9 months pregnant and could barely move. My husband and I were on quarentine orders by my OBGYN. We were making all of the preparations for the birth of our son.

I had never thought I would be giving birth in the middle of a pandemic. I had pictured my mom, sister and husband in the delivery room supporting me through the birth. So I had to come to terms with the fact that it would be just my husband and I. We couldn’t even have visitors while at the hospital once our son was born.

We had long conversations about the birth process and I even prepared myself to be ready to have the baby without my husband in the room. The rules at the birth place kept changing so I wanted to mentally prepare myself just in case he would not be able to come in.

The baby’s room was ready, his basinet was setup in our bedroom and our bags were packed waiting by the front door. I had to attend my last few checkups at the OBGYN alone as my husband was not allowed in the office. It was just baby and I in the last few visits. We didnt even see my parents or my husbands family before our baby came due to the lockdown. It was a surreal end to our pregnancy.

Our baby was due on April 4th but he decided to hang inside a little longer. He wanted to come out on his time, a true Aries, and not when the doctors said he would. On Sunday the 5th in the early afternoon I started laboring and it was exactly what everyone warns you about. Those intense contractions and feeling completely uncomfortable in any position or movement you make.

I wanted to labor at home as long as possible because I was worried about any Covid cases at the hospital. I didnt know if they were going to send my husband away so I just kept pushing through the labor at home. My labor intensified through the evening and all night I had contractions every 10 minutes. It felt as if someone was ripping me open inside and out. I kept grabbing my husband and screaming each tome they came.

By 11am the next morning I was ready to go to the hospital. My contractions were five minutes apart and my doctor had me admitted to Labor and Delivery. We had our temperatures checked upon arrival and thankfully my husband was allowed in the delivery room.

I was 5 centimeters dilated but my water was not breaking. I wanted to try and make it without the epidural but my doctor had to break my water and advised me to get the epidural. I came to the decision that I would take it and it was the best decision for me. While laboring at the hospital my mom came to visit our room window with a homemade sign welcoming our son. It was so hard not to have her hug me or hold me but my husband got me through it.

I was ready to start pushing at 7pm and honestly I could not feel a thing. My legs felt like jello and I had no idea when my contractions were coming in so I could push. Thankfully I had the most amazing nurse, Maria, and she guided me through the entire processes. My husband never left my side and kept telling me how strong I was. At 9:37pm our son entered this world. He instantly stole our breaths and had our hearts forever.

There are no words to describe the feeling of becoming a mother. It instantly transcends you in every way. I could not understand what my life was about before my son. He was everything to me all at once.

The next two days in the hospital we bonded with our baby. When I think back to those days in the hospital with just the three or us I feel thankful. We had our baby all to ourselves. No visits, no balloons or flowers. No family or friends there to hold our son for the first time. It was just a beautiful quietness full of love and admiration for our son.

Categories family, lifestyle, parenting

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