Becoming a First Time Dad in a Pandemic

Why 2020 has been a year of joy & lessons

Heading into the city hospital, the roads were empty…

Even the hospital on arrival, normally bustling with staff, was eerily quiet — making things both easier to move around but like a ghost town.

It was mid-April in the UK at the peak of the “first wave” that we welcomed into the world our little baby boy, Otto, 3 weeks earlier than scheduled — but gratefully here all safe and sound.

There’s been three things that becoming a new dad in a pandemic has taught me and maybe it’ll help any new dads out there.

The Lockdown

The first few days were at the hospital with all the support we needed, but when we arrived home, boom — like most parents, thrown in the deep end.

The most un-natural thing was, not having anyone into the house, the first month onwards was seeing close family members, every couple of days through panes of glass in our kitchen.

All for the greater good of course, but definitely odd — and whilst it was completely different to a traditional birth — it really threw us into the deeper end of the deep end.

Normally, you’d get a little rest-bite between the both of you when someone can come…