The year was 2011. The month was January. The monthly period was late by 10 whole days. The mood was panicking the fuck outta my brains! You see, I didn’t get my period the whole of November 2010 and then in December 2010 I had a 10 day period, something that had never happened to me before. In my head I didn’t think much of it because I was like seeing that I missed a month maybe mother nature is doing a payback on me. Well, she clearly wasn’t joking about procreation because when my sister and I took close to 10 pregnancy tests on the 16th of January 2011 it was official, I was pregnant!
In all honesty I don’t even know why I was shocked, the amount of sex we had been having with, let’s call him Peak for now, was insane! Like we just couldn’t get our hands off each other and the relationship was still in a honeymoon phase and everything was going smoothly. I have realised that I don’t seem to fall in love with people, for me love comes slowly and when it does I am so screwed. I grew to love Peak and once I was madly in that phase he got my 110% love and affection. That’s another story for another day. However, it will be a story I would like Kupsy to read when she wants to know how I met her father.
Anyways, back to panic mode. I really was pregnant, I didn’t know how to react when I first got the news. I remember picking up the phone to tell Peak that I had to see him that day because he was out of town that weekend but he promised he would come through. He did and when I saw him I showed him the pregnancy test. I remember him holding me close and telling me that everything was going to be okay. Definitely not the reaction I was expecting considering the many stories that I had heard other women tell me about how a guy can just vanish into thin air after you told him you had missed your period. I on the other hand didn’t take the news lightly.
It was only after I had seen him and told him that I started to react to the news. I have never cried so much in my life. I cried buckets that day and I was uncontrollable he didn’t even know what to do. Why was I crying? I wasn’t ready to be a mother, I had so many things I wanted to do before that big step, I didn’t think I was going to get pregnant because well, we actually thought the withdrawal (pull out) method was a sure way to avoid getting pregnant. BIGGEST JOKE EVER! Why wasn’t I on any form of contraceptive? Well, just before Christmas we had actually agreed that I needed to get onto something because we didn’t want to risk me falling pregnant but here we were…
I went to the General Practitioner the following Monday who then referred me to a Gynecologist and set up all the appointments and medical tests I needed to go through in preparation for my 9 month pregnancy journey. The weirdest thing about all this was that it was only after the results confirmed that I was really pregnant that I started getting pregnancy symptoms. You can read all about my pregnancy over here.
Do you remember what you went through when you first found out you were pregnant, care to share?
A moment in my belly, a lifetime in my heart…