When I sat down to write this, I didn’t know where to start. I wrote a version. Hit delete. Wrote another version. Hit delete again. My hesitations and constant revisions of documenting this moment in time mirror the experience of being pregnant during a global pandemic—many truths exist at once and streamlining it all feels nearly impossible.
This moment is filled with lots of uncertainty. Will this be over by the time my baby arrives? But also lots of certainties, too. This baby is coming via C-section at the end of May—if not before—global pandemic or not.
Lots of worries. If I contract the virus, what are the real effects on the baby? But also, thankfully, lots of joy. We’re bringing another little life into the world!
I am 34 weeks pregnant with my second baby and my first child is 2 years old. I am the co-founder and creative director of Weezie and my husband also has his own company, so we’re currently juggling both companies and our toddler as the due date for our next child quickly approaches (35 days, but who’s counting?).
There seems to be plenty to worry about during this time. I’m worried that there is not enough research to know the true implications of COVID-19 on pregnant women and their babies. The thought of contracting it and then not being able to see my baby for weeks is incomprehensible. I’m worried that our hospital stay will be cut short and I’ll be headed home to recover from a C-section before I’m ready.
I’m worried that by the time my baby is born, we still won’t be comfortable having people in our house. As a business owner, I don’t really have the luxury of taking maternity leave, so the thought of not being able to have extra help and no idea how long this will last are among the things that keep me up at night.
This is all on top of the “normal” COVID-19 worries: Will the curve flatten? Will they come up with a vaccine? Will the economy bounce back? Will our company make it? Will my husband’s company make it?
And then also on top of my “normal” pregnancy worries: Will my baby be healthy? Will my delivery be okay? Will our daughter react well to the new baby? Will her sleep regress? I could go on and on…
Worries can be paralyzing. But just like everyone else, I need to be able to get up and function. For me, that means finding the positives. I keep telling my husband we’re in silver lining survival mode. There are silver linings in the darkness right now and staying focused on those is what’s keeping me going.
Part of me is actually grateful to be pregnant at this time. Growing a baby inside of you is the ultimate gift of perspective—a constant reminder that life will continue to go on with or without COVID-19’s permission. So much about having a new baby, like the virus, is out of your control. Both require willful submission. Being pregnant already has me in the mindset of dealing with each day as it comes.
I count extra time with my daughter as another silver lining. Don’t get me wrong, I am acutely aware right now that the stage she is in is often called the “terrible twos” for a reason. But alongside the tantrums and stress, she is a hilarious little human who I genuinely love hanging out with each day. Getting to spend all day with her means more laughs, cuddles and time watching the amazing person she is becoming.
Above all, I’m grateful that I have my home, my family and my health as a foundation. I know there are people (a lot of pregnant people, too) in far worse situations than me.
Happiness and hope are so much a product of how you perceive your reality. Pregnant or not, staying focused on my silver linings and keeping everything in perspective, is fueling my days. And I’m grateful for that mindset shift.