It's All About Timing... Baby

How/Why we had kids during the pandemic.

It was an accident, I swear.

I've had a lot of people ask me, why did we wait so long to have kids? And how did we end up having not one, but two during a pandemic? The short answer, I wasn't ready. I was 35 when I got pregnant with my first son, and 36 while pregnant with my second. I had a career and so did my husband. We both focused on that for many years, and decided January of 2019 was the time to start trying. I found out I was pregnant on July Fourth of that year.

Picture with my fur-baby the day I found out I was pregnant with my first son.

It took us six months to get pregnant. I remember every month, I would sob after getting my period. My husband and I were just so shocked. It didn't make sense to us. For so long we worked so hard NOT to get pregnant that we thought it would be so easy to get pregnant. Little did we know then, timing would be everything.

Baby, It's time.

My first son Roman just minutes old.

My first son Roman, was born February 26, 2020. Two weeks before the world shutdown because of the spread of COVID-19. I was isolated in my home, 24 hours a day, seven days a week for the first three months of his life. My only salvation would be a trip to Starbucks, and a drive through the local park.

My second son Nolan just minutes old. (Notice the masks)

My second son was born December 30, 2021. While his birth was towards the end of the pandemic, my pregnancy was still very much in the middle of it. I chose to get vaccinated for COVID. My second dose I received while unknowingly pregnant. But I chose to get the booster at 9-months pregnant, delivering my son just days later.

Going to the extreme? You decide.

I wore masks in every public facility I walked into, including work. I did everything to protect that tiny little human in my belly. Especially after finding out at 10 weeks, I was pregnant with twins, but I lost one at just 7 weeks into the pregnancy. I felt it was my duty as mama to do whatever it took to keep that little heart beating for the entire 9-months.

Was my head in the right place? Did I make the right decision to protect both my baby boys from an invisible virus that was killing thousands of people? At the time, the answer was yes. Nearly three years later, I'm not so sure.

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