Time and time again, I have heard so much negative stigma about women who date while being pregnant. This was often viewed as “tacky” and “wrong,” when really the only thing that is wrong with this is the double standard. Why should women who are pregnant be expected to sit at home for nine months, reading baby books and decorating nurseries while so many fathers shrug off the responsibilities? Unlike some men, we don’t have the option to walk away because we are stuck with our bodies.
To say that this experience has been difficult would be an understatement. There’s nothing lonelier than not having a partner there to share such a beautiful experience with. Usually it is the man who holds the woman’s hair while she is hunched over the toilet due to morning sickness or rubs her back when she’s hurting from the weight gain. Usually there is a partner there to attend the ultrasounds and listen to the baby’s heartbeat. This is usually the case, but not always.
I realized that similar to a lot of my travel experiences, this was a journey that I had to take alone. When I became seven months pregnant, I came across Facebook dating, which I didn’t even know was a thing. I was going into this experience without any expectations except to perhaps meet new people. I ended up having great conversations with different guys about travel, common hobbies, and the craziness that was happening in the world.