You’re Pregnant! What is your first reaction?
May 27th, 2008
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Initial reaction - scared - as we hadn’t even talked about when or even IF we were going to have children.
The first few…..thrilled beyond words. The last few….wondering if I could keep doing this pregnancy/baby thing.
Well, with my fifth child, I told and told my husband we shouldn’t be having sex, “I am ovulating” (that was 9 years ago).
Needless to say, some how he persuaded me and instead of taking the precautions he should have (I wasn’t on the pill, can’t take them nasty things lol), I knew I was going to get pregnant and I did. I hated life so much during that pregnancy, I didn’t want to be pregnant.
I had four girls, didn’t think I would ever get a boy and well, I did. While most of pregnancy was spent hating it, I can say, once my boy was born, all I could was cry for joy. I spent most of pregnancy crying because I didn’t want another child, but eventually that changed and today I have a wonderful, beautiful, 9 year old boy I would give up for anything. In some respects I feel like he saved me from myself.
The pregnancies weren’t shocking, I was young and I thought I was in love and this marriage would last forever.
The shock was being offered twice the opportunity to adopt. That is a logical decision and not an emotional or accidental decision. That was actually more difficult and schocking to see myself weighing out the pros and cons of adding to our family.
My first pregnancy- I was scared. My husband was having problems at work knew he was going to be losing his job. I had just started graduate school and we weren’t planning to get pregnant at that time. But, surprise- I got pregnant. I had a miscarriage at 9 weeks which completely devestated me.
My second pregnancy- scared for a different reason. Scared I would have another miscarriage. And I did.
Third pregnancy- scared it would happen again and I wouldn’t be able to deal with a third miscarriage. I did have a few problems, but ended up with a healthy baby girl this time.
Fear! I was young, no married, and scared! I didn’t know how I was going to tell my family and how I was going to take care of this baby with 2 years of college still left. Of course it all worked out great, my family was immedietly loving and excited and accepting. Everyone pitched in to help me take care of my beautiful daughter while I finished college and I increased my course load to get out sooner.
De.nial!
I was beyond thrilled… I was jumping up and down in my kitchen alone… crying, laughing, praying and saying “oh thank you God, oh thank you God”. It such a wonderful and strong emotion. I had taken the test not knowing if I was pregnant and not being able to wait until my husband came home that night from a business trip. Hard part was not telling anyone all day so he could be the first to know… I had to sit next to my mom in church, shaking like a leaf and grinning like a fool and NOT tell her!
I was excited. We had only been trying for less than a month, so I was happy to find that I was so fertile, and that it had happened so fast. I kind of suspected I was pregnant, but when I took the test and found out for sure, I was really happy. I couldn’t stop smiling.
I posted the answer on my blog, check it out. http://procrastinationandthensome.blogspot.com/2008/06/inquiring-minds.html
With my first child, thrilled and grateful beyond imagining! I am very ashamed to say that, with my second child, I was horribly upset. The day I found out I was planning to leave my husband and those plans got set aside. As it turns out, my surprise baby has been one of the greatest blessings of my life. Amazing how that works out!
I was scared and overjoyed. I’d always wanted to be a mom, but wasn’t planning for a baby. The father was the best thing that ever happened to me. He said, OK, we’re going to have this baby period. And we took a breather for a month and then started planning the wedding. It was a rocky start because I was scared and hormonal. Now things have settled and we have the best baby in the world and I’m planning on when I can get pregnant again! This time, no fear! My husband will be there no matter what and I can relax, watching my body grow another life!
We’d been trying to get pregnant for nearly a year. Finally I decided I was too emotionally drained to continue at that time. I started making plans for things to do before we two became three and became quite excited. Well, I didn’t continue “trying” but I didn’t take any precautions either. It turns out, that month I became pregnant. I had shifted my mindset completely away from baby that when I found out I BAWLED for a solid hour. Then… I came around a couple days later and started being okay with it… then… I became thrilled. Now I have a gorgeous baby who is the light of my life!!!
When I first found out I was pregnant with my son, I was terrified. I had a decent job with health benefits; but my fiancee and I were living with our respective parents. I have always wanted children; I grew up in a large family and I’ve always been good with kids; especially when I can give them back to their parents. Surprisingly, I burst into tears and had a break down and my then fiancee (now husband) was calm even though due to a really horrible childhood wasn’t even sure he wanted children. When I found out I was pregnant with my daughter, my husband and I toyed with the idea of abortion. We’re both young, I’m 25, he’s 51 weeks younger than I am and we’re working our way through college. We were not sure if we could afford to have two children, especially that close together in age; they are 17 months apart. In the end, we didn’t have the abortion and now our daughter is 15 months old and our son will be three in November. We are done, hopefully because the kids are proofing to be a challenge not only to my sanity but to our pocket books.
The first two: planned. The third?… birth control pill baby. I was pissed!! I feel guilty now for being so mad, but for the first six months I was ticked off because I had finally had my kids old enough that I was going to have some alone time again. I threw the pregnancy test at my hubby to tell him when I found out!!
But now I can’t imagine life without the third one…I love my kids!
Very excited on the first two…Nervous on the third. But still happy. When I found out about the very first one that I regretfully aborted…Terrified.
we were in shock! i was on the pill so we totally weren’t planning on having a baby. as soon as the shock wore off though, utter excitement set in. feelings of fear came later, but the fear never sticks around. i’ve come to see us getting pregnant unexpectedly as a total gift. we know couples who try to conceive for years without results… we don’t take it for granted that we were able to conceive with such ease. not gonna lie though, as soon as i have this baby, we’re looking into b/c methods that are likely to have more of a success at preventing pregnancy. the pill has been proven to not be dependable for us! haha!
Even though the test said I was. I denied that I was… It didn’t matter how big I was getting I just assumed I was gaining weight. It’s wasn’t until my baby shower (that I really didn’t want to go to) that I started to get excited, I guess that was when I realized how many people were there supporting me and then 2 weeks later (not prepared or ready at all) there he was. The best thing that ever happened to me! I couldn’t be happier.
I’m scared. I shouldn’t be, but I am. I feel SO alone. I’ve been married three years now, and my husband’s a student. I don’t know how we’re going to afford this baby. I’m 80% of our income… and I’ve always dreamed of being a stay at home mom. Now I know that’s not going to happen.
To Anon. on Sept 4: I was the breadwinner when my husband and I had our first and I remained the breadwinner for the next 2 years. I had completely given up on the stay at home mom dream. Now 4 years and 2 more kids later my husband works his butt off, on the road, so that I can stay home. I love it, my dream finally came true. So don’t give up, it will be your turn soon, and because you have to work now you will be so much more involved and thankful when you do get to stay home.
i was in my teens the father lived in another city. i was terrified and ashamed. felt so dirty an horrible.aborted