Today I have a guest post from a reader who is sharing her remarkable real-life “I didn’t know I was pregnant” story–I was thrilled to hear from her and amazed to hear from someone who experienced something so incredible. And of course, she’s a young mom to boot!
I found your blog by luck and I would like to contribute my pregnancy story to it as well, considering it is very unexpected and I am only 20 years old (with a 2 month old baby girl). My name is Amanda, and this is happened to me.
In July of 2013 I left my old job for a new produce job at Walmart. After a month of working 18 hour shifts, at all hours and all days, I was promoted to full-time. I was thrilled, being only 19 and with a full-time position at a company I loved working for. The 18 hour days became 15, and then 12 as the months passed. I would walk to work at 5am, walk home from work sometime after 5pm. My birthday passed, 20 is a big milestone but I was too tired from work to do anything. I lost weight, almost 15 pounds, and I attributed it to work. My arthritis acted up a bit (I have had Rheumatoid arthritis since I was 13) but I lift 50-100 pounds all day.
I worked December 3rd and on my day off, on December 4th, 2013, my world changed.
My back began to hurt really bad, like I had pinched a nerve. I told my boyfriend, Cole, about it and he got a bath ready for me. Hours later, and multiple doses of pain medication later, I was still in severe pain. Walking wasn’t helping, baths weren’t helping, nothing was helping. I had felt worse pain (this was a 7 out of 10 on my pain scale). He finally made me go to the hospital and thankfully he came with me. I told them about my pain, and they gave me two doses of Dilaudid. Almost 2 hours later I was still in severe pain. The doctor was confused and said I would have an x-ray to check my hips. They even pushed on my stomach and said that it must be my back.
It was the x-ray technician that asked “Is there a chance you could be pregnant?”
I laughed, I was on depo-provera and hadn’t had a period in almost 5 years. I said no and she took the x-ray. Her face turned to one of shock, and I got a bad feeling in my stomach when I saw her face. I was rushed back to my room and the intern doctor walked in.
“How far along are you?”
I looked at him and Cole laughed. “We aren’t pregnant.” he said. The intern apologized and left the room. He returned only a minute later with the ER doctor. “You are pregnant and you are in labour. The baby is descending so it will be here soon.” I looked at the ER doctor and felt my world pause. I was pregnant, and
not only pregnant but in labour. I slowed my breathing and tried to collect my thoughts as Cole began asking questions. It was 9:50pm when I was told I was in labour. And the time flew after I was told.
Doctors and nurses swarmed me, and paramedics showed up too. In Halifax, NS, you are supposed to have babies at the IWK. I was at the QE2, the adult hospital, in complete and active labour.
Terms were being used that I had never heard concerning my health. “Dilated. Hypertension. Low oxygen.” I was trying to stay calm, and Cole was trying too. Suddenly I was told to push. I looked at the doctor and I said “I will tell you when I will push.” She nodded and I pushed. 3 pushes, and 6 stitches later, I was holding my baby girl in my arms. 6lbs, 8 ounces and 19 inches long. She was rushed to the other hospital and so was I. She was born December 4th, at 10:04pm, only 14 minutes after I was told I was in labour.
I was told that lots of women have my experience of not knowing they are pregnant.
I had no morning sickness, had weight loss, no mood swings, no cravings, no kicking, no anything. I felt so stupid. How could I not know?
How could this tiny human being grow inside of me without me knowing. I still beat myself up a little about it but not much as I look at my little one. Alanis Azalea McLean is her name. She is amazing and at two months old she is super happy and healthy. She passed every test and doctor exam with flying colours and I love her so much. The love didn’t instantly come, it was only once we got home and she smiled that I fell head over heels. I was told it was normal to feel that way, to have to build love with your baby.
She is perfect, and all mine.
Sometimes the best things in life are surprises, and this little one is a complete surprise.
Thank you for reading my story.