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My Daughter has Covid and it’s Still Just as Frightening
No statistic can ease the worry and uncertainty
In March of 2020, our world shut down due to Covid. By May of the same year, my wife and I expected our first child.
Uncertainty surrounded her pregnancy with little understanding of the virus and how it may affect our lives. To us, one thing was sure; our daughter wouldn’t be born into a world ravaged by a pandemic. Experts were essentially backing up our optimism.
By January 2021, when our daughter was born, we couldn’t be any more wrong. I was barely able to be in the hospital with my wife. A healthcare worker herself, her hospital was understaffed and overcrowded. A trooper, my wife, had to deliver with a mask on and her OBGYN unavailable.
Like all parents can say, our beautiful daughter instantly changed our lives. We had reason to be optimistic once again. Vaccines were available, and my wife and I had them within two months. Cases plummeted, and life was returning to normal. My daughter met our loved ones with little worry by the summer, and we went on our first vacation in over two years.
Again, our blind optimism washed away with cases skyrocketing for the fourth time. Two shots became three, and to see our family, we’d ask how they were feeling. We spent more…
