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Hey there! My name is Natalie and I'm pregnant with our first little one, dubbed for now as Gummy Bear. I'm 24 years old and have been with my husband, Ryan, for 5 1/2 years and we have been married for 1 1/2.
My pregnancy discovery story is sort of amusing, actually. For a week or two, all I could think about was babies. My husband and I weren't... "supposed" to want to have kids. I was fighting it, trying to convince myself by fighting off others pushing it on me. My husband SWORE that he never wanted kids, and I was afraid of becoming pregnant for fear of losing him.
Funny thing? I stopped being careful with him, and he with me.
I knew I was pregnant. All I knew was that I knew it. There had been "scares" in the past (we weren't always the best about being careful, really, and considering that I started dating him when I was 18, the thought of being a young mother horrified me.), but I knew this. My husband and I ran to the grocery store to grab something quick to eat, and I gave him a few bucks for his sandwich and told him that I had to grab some "girly things". While he was checking out, I stood hiding behind a high shelf of feminine hygiene products. Once he checked out, I quickly grabbed a 3-pack box of pregnancy tests and rushed to check out. I ran to the restroom and took one. Within 10 seconds, both little lines popped up.
I ran out to the tables where my husband was sitting and eating his sub, and told him that we had to leave. With a mouthful of food, he stared at me. "You can finish your sandwich in the car." We rushed out to the car and I sobbed. He asked me what was wrong, and I just sobbed. I couldn't say it. "You're pregnant, aren't you?" "yes... I am so sorry." "Don't apologize, Natalie. What brand did you use?" "The store brand." "I want you to go to work and buy a name brand. I don't know that I trust generics." "...Baby, they're all the same thing." "Still, there's something funny going on." "*sigh.* Fine, Ryan."
Took a second test in the morning. Still pregnant.
The next day or so was numb, fearful. I went to work the next day, numb and fearful. I bought a box of First Response and brought it home.
Peed on two more that night. Still pregnant. I made an appointment for the next afternoon to go and take a blood test.
The next morning, my husband was talking to me in the car before taking me to work. (Worked half a day before leaving to go to the hospital.) He told me that he was glad to be having this baby, and that it was a beautiful blessing. I cried, out of relief and joy. We went to the appointment later, took the test.
Went home that night after going to his parents' house (that kid never could keep a secret.) and took a fifth pee test.
On March 1st, I found out that I was pregnant with our first child. On February 27th, I peed on a stick in a Pick N' Save bathroom and had a panic attack.
I am in love with a wonderful man who is thrilled to be a daddy. The thought of being a mother is one of the most beautiful, albeit scariest, that I've ever experienced. I am due October 25th, and am 10w4d pregnant. I have experienced virtually no morning sickness (spare for intermittent nausea) and am in a state of bliss.
Ashleigh Ann or Benjamin Robert, your momma and daddy love you.
Expecting our first little Gummy Bear on October 25th, 2012!
Last edited by nattiebear; April 2nd, 2012 at 08:41 PM.