When Cuba declared on March 11 that three of the four tourists isolated on suspicion of covid-19 tested positive for SARS CoV-2, I was 11 weeks pregnant.
This news meant a collapse of the economic plans to assume the pregnancy. My partner, a musician, became unemployed and my mother, who was over 60 years old, entered the groups vulnerable to the disease.
My strength at this stage was that I was able to work from home because of the opportunity to develop teleworking and in a personal setting because my salary is the highest income in the family economy.
Perhaps what affected me the most was the stress, due to my own circumstances that did not allow me to live a pregnancy as normal as possible. The social isolation meant that I didn’t see my partner in these last months, because she is from Havana, so I took on a pregnancy practically alone.
Being in the so-called vulnerable group, I couldn’t stand in lines or in other places. I had to deal with the insensitivity of many people who did not understand that all pregnant women did not have the same conditions, nor did we have other family members who could buy vital products and layettes.
The first family strategy I had to carry out was to continue with my work, firstly because I considered it a professional duty to my country and secondly because I needed it economically. My mother assumed the search for products, at least those I could reach without so much tail, because it was a risk factor and it is my support in this transition to my new life as a mother and professional.
During this time I learned that I am a strong woman for me and for my little girl who is on her way. I learned that sometimes no matter how much you plan your life, it can change in an instant, but that everything comes out of it.
Certainly not all black Cuban women live day to day in the same social context.
Although the color of my skin has not limited my access to many goals, I did suffer racial discrimination from people who did not accept me because of the pigmentation of my skin. My immediate goal is to see my daughter born, to complete my second university degree and to live the consolidation of a government policy that goes to the heart of the country’s racial problems.