The New York Times

The New York Times 5 May 2020

What it's Like to Give Birth During the Coronavirus Pandemic

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Poonam Sharma Mathis documented her experience having a baby in New York City, just as hospitalizations and deaths from coronavirus were starting to rise.


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“Hi, Poonam.”
“Hi.
Nice to meet you.
My contractions are about 15 minutes apart.
And I’m about to get pulled into an O.R.
at Cornell to have a C-section.
Like any minute now, they’re going to come pull me
through that door.
And I’m gloved-up and masked-up.
And my husband’s all suited-up.
He’s literally in a hazmat suit.”
Doctor: “Dad, do you want to grab those shoes
and throw them?”
“They’re pulling me in.
I have to go.
Thank you.
My name is Poonam Sharma Mathis.
My husband is Kris Mathis.
We have a 4½-year-old, Pierce Mathis.”
“I need some Monday motivation, Pierce.”
“My first birth was pretty uneventful.
The baby came out, we made eye contact
and then I closed my eyes, and I woke up
in the recovery room.
Everybody was kissing him and hugging him.
And I felt like the community and the village
that he’s so blessed to be a part of was there.
I grew up with a lot of extended family
and a lot of love.
We’d been wanting a girl in this generation so badly.
So when we found out we were having a girl,
we were just grateful.
I was 37 weeks pregnant when they
started to issue stay-at-home orders.
OK, so I am officially scared.
I’m having contractions this morning.
I am not a hypochondriac.
I’m not somebody who’s really prone
to general mass hysteria.
But we are —
I’m breathless.
We are dealing with something we don’t understand.”
Kris: “Only a couple of days prior to our birth,
they had been saying no partners, no spouses.
I was probably one of the first spouses that was
allowed into the hospital.
I was walking, and it was like, do not touch anything.
Make sure your mask is on.
Put the booties over your shoes.”
“My husband could catch it right now.
Right?
He could bring it home, and give it
to my son who’s 4 and a half.
And there’s a thought about going home with my daughter,
and then just immediately quarantining
myself and my daughter.”
Doctor: “All right, Mom, are you ready?”
“Do you want to open your eyes for me?
No?
Her name is Asha: 7 pounds, 11 ounces.
They put her skin on my chest.
But I had a mask on, so I wasn’t breathing on her.
Daddy is cuddling with her.”
“It’s weird.
She opened her eyes right when she was born —
really wide.
And then I haven’t seen her eyes since.
She didn’t like what she saw or something.
Our expectations were that I probably
wasn’t going to be there anyway.
So just being there for the delivery
and seeing the baby, meeting the baby,
it was a really exciting thing for me.”
“You realize you have to do a father-daughter dance,
and give her away one day?”
“But then immediately after the birth,
I had to say goodbye.”
“Say, good night.”
“Sweet dreams.”
“It’s 11:30 at night.
I’m in my room.
I just breastfed.
[Asha crying]
I wore a mask, and I threw up.
The only good news is they let her stay in my room
because babies are not being kept in the nursery
right now.
They’re being kept with the mom.
The next step is that we are waiting for news
of my coronavirus status.
Based on that result, they’ll decide
how much interaction I’ll be having
with her, for her own safety.
So now we wait.
I just want to kiss her.
It was really exciting to find out
that we tested negative, because that
meant I could kiss her head.
But it’s definitely different delivering and recovering
in a hospital during coronavirus,
and it hit me yesterday.
Yesterday was the worst day of physical pain in my life.
I genuinely thought I might die.
This is one of the most intense surgeries
you can have, is a C-section.
But if you have any air bubbles that
go into your stomach when they cut you open,
which is normal, those air bubbles
don’t come out right away.
Then they float around your body, I guess,
and they feel like knives stabbing you from the inside
until they come out.
And they don’t want to come out.
It is so traumatic being here without somebody
to advocate for you when things go wrong,
because there’s too much going on.
They are overwhelmed.
I’m pushing the call button to get care,
and they don’t come right away.
And last time I gave birth here,
four and a half years ago,
they did everything right away because they were able to.
I was in so much pain for so long,
and waiting for my medication for so long,
that I was throwing up.
I threw up eight times from pain.
It feels like I was in a horror movie
where they chopped somebody up,
but then the person escapes and is running to safety.
And that’s a ridiculous thing to say.
We have the best health care.
We’re in the best city.
But that’s how it feels.
I just want to get her home as soon as possible.
And hopefully then I’m able to walk and stand, and do
something to help my husband take care of these kids.
Thursday at around 1:30, my husband and son
came and picked us up.
She was so excited to meet you she didn’t know what to do.”
“Asha.”
“I haven’t left the upstairs from Thursday till now.
It’s Monday morning.
There’s so much family that’s just waiting, itching
to rush in and be with us.
And who knows if that will happen before she’s
3 months old.”
“One toe is kind of curving.”
“Yeah.”
“Will she wrap her finger around your finger
if you put it in there?”
Poonam: “She’s like a little animal, huh?”
“You’re going to be such a good big brother.”
Poonam: “Mm-hmm.
I’m just grateful that she’s healthy.
I’m grateful that so far, my husband and myself and my son
are healthy.
I look at her eyes, and I do believe that the eyes show
something even from birth.
Whenever she does open her eyes,
she just looks and she’s just laser-focused.
And it’s not a curious focus.
It’s like — like she knows she needs to be calm right now
or something.
I had a great aunt who always said
that if she could come back, she’d
come back as my daughter.
So maybe that’s her,
I hope.
If so, nothing’s going to keep her down.”

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