This husband set up 'date nights' outside his wife's hospital window 😭

She's currently on bed rest, and they can't be together because of the pandemic.

This husband set up 'date nights' outside his wife's hospital window 😭
Bob Conlin

Being put on bed rest is hard on any pregnant mama, but being put on hospital bed rest is especially hard during the pandemic because it can mean being isolated from your family and partner.

That's what happened to Illinois mama Shona Moeller when she was admitted at 23 weeks pregnant back in April. As Moeller and her husband, Robert "Bob" Conlin tell Good Morning America, due to COVID-19 restrictions Moeller was separated from her partner, something that was heartbreaking for both of them.

"We were both just sobbing and I was thinking, how could Shona possibly be going through this without me by her side?" Conlin told GMA. "It was really sad and scary but we just focused on the baby and tried to make the best of the situation."


Making the best of it is what Conlin does, so he started setting up 'date nights' outside Moeller's hospital window, hanging out with signs while sitting on a lawn chair and Facetiming his wife from a distance.

"Obviously, we weren't able to touch each other but to be able to see her in 3D and not on a screen was comforting for the both of us," Conlin explained to Fox News. "I had this instinct that I had to care for my wife as much as I could during this experience. I had to make her feel special and feel loved and have some sense of normalcy."

Baby Forest is due on August 10, but Moeller's doctors expect him to arrive by June 29. Moeller's husband plans to be by her side (figuratively, at least) every day until then.

"She's such a strong, brilliant, amazing and powerful woman," Conlin said. "This is a testament to her resilience."

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It was another day in which I would wait for baby to fall asleep for nap number one so I could shower and get ready to attempt to get out of the house together to do something, anything really, so I wouldn't feel the walls of the apartment close in on me by the time the second nap rolled around. I would pack all the diapers and toys and pacifiers and pump and bottles into a ginormous stroller that was already too heavy to push without a baby in it .

Then I would spend so much time figuring out where we could go with said stroller, because I wanted to avoid places with steps or narrow doors (I couldn't lift the stroller by myself and I was too embarrassed to ask strangers for help—also hi, New Yorkers, please help new moms when you see them huffing and puffing up the subway stairs, okay?). Then I would obsess about the weather, was it too cold to bring the baby out? And by the time I thought I had our adventure planned, the baby would wake up, I would still be in my PJs and it was time to pump yet again.

Slowly, but surely, and mostly thanks to sleep deprivation and isolation, I began to detest this whole new mom life. I've always been a social butterfly. I moved to New York because I craved that non-stop energy the city has and in the years before having my baby I amassed new friends I made through my daily adventures. I would never stop. I would walk everywhere just to take in the scenery and was always on the move.

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Sorry, you can’t meet our baby yet

Thank you for understanding. ❤️

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Lately, the range of emotions and hormones has left me feeling nothing short of my new favorite mom word, "hormotional." I'm sure that's normal though, and something most people start to feel as everything suddenly becomes real.

Our bags are mostly packed, diaper bag ready, and birth plan in place. Now it's essentially a waiting game. We're finishing up our online childbirth classes which I must say are quite informational and sometimes entertaining. But in between the waiting and the classes, we've had to think about how we're going to handle life after baby's birth.


I don't mean thinking and planning about the lack of sleep, feeding schedule, or just the overall changes a new baby is going to bring. I'm talking about how we're going to handle excited family members and friends who've waited just as long as we have to meet our child. That sentence sounds so bizarre, right? How we're going to handle family and friends? That sentence shouldn't even have to exist.

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