Lockdown Musings : Being Pregnant in a Pandemic

Thank you Thia from The Honest Mums Club for tagging me so I can share my experience of being pregnant in a pandemic.

I'm currently in my 34th week of pregnancy with just under 1 month to go before Little Miss arrives earthside and I can tell you that Covid19 has done a doozy on my experience. This is going to be my last pregnancy and so I really wanted it to be special - I think we've achieved that in a twisted way.

When I thought of my 3rd trimester, I had images of me nesting in the day, having naps and chilling by the beach until it was time to pick the boys up from schoool. Sounds blissful right? What I ended up with is a lockdown with no end in sight. Having to do home learning with the boys who are fed up of being stuck indoors with me.

I wish I wasn't immunosuppressed coz then I could take them out but I cant so they are stuck with the garden. Which to be honest, they are very lucky to have. It could be much worse not having any outdoor space.

As for Antenatal Care, I've been so lucky that nothing has changed for me as I am used to going to appointments and scans on my own. Some of my care has been changed to phone conversations and others (not antenatal ) have been cancelled for the foreseeable. My hospital trust has really handled this very well. They put regular updates up on their facebook page to reassure and have even set up a helpline specifically to discuss fears around pregnancy, birth and the pandemic.

In the beginning, I was freaking out about having to birth alone as partners are not allowed to stay and also We live far from our family so no childcare for the boys but I have moved past the anxiety, to a place of acceptance because I know that my hubby will be at the birth and I will have lots of support afterwards.

It is very likely that we will still be in Lockdown months after she's born - I hope not. But we will always be part of the odd club of families bringing new life into the world during this pandemic.

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