The day I found out I was pregnant was probably the most beautiful, stressful, happy and confused day of my life. As someone who struggled with irregular periods, I never worried when my flow was late, it was normal for me to be a few days, a week or even a month late. My fiancé (boyfriend at the time😋) and I had previously talked about having children. We both wanted to have children but were uncertain about our capacity to conceive and to be honest we weren’t in much of a rush to conceive because I was still studying for my Undergraduate Bachelors degree in Finance. So I was on the pill at the time which also helped regulating my flow.
On October 22nd 2016, early morning, I was just over 2 weeks late and had very sore breast which was sometimes a sign of my period announcing itself. I snuck out of bed that morning and into the bathroom. We kept a couple of pregnancy tests to avoid the awkward pharmacy visits so I took one and peed on the stick. 🙈 I placed the test face down for the time you’re supposed to allow it to work. I remember thinking “if I’m pregnant, I wouldn’t be able to live with myself because I didn’t think I was ready, I hadn’t graduated yet and neither was I married also at 20 years old” which had always been my conditions that needed to be satisfied prior to making babies,that was an unideal situation for me. But as I once was told ‘when you plan, God laughs’ I turned the test around and two solid lines appeared and I just sat there in silence, starring at this test. My boyfriend was fast asleep so I snuck out of the room and went outside to catch my breath.
There was a beautiful cool breeze that morning and I stood there staring into nothing and it’s funny how I had my hand on my belly and the thought that we had created a life was so overwhelming, I just burst into tears.. I couldn’t help thinking about how excited my boyfriend was going to be and how much love this baby was going to bring into our lives.
In the spur of the moment, I rushed back into the house and on to the bed and whispered in his ear, “wake up, I’ve got something to tell you. I’m pregnant”.
My boyfriend at 35 had never experienced a pregnancy, not even a pregnancy scare so I wasn’t surprised when he asked us to go buy more tests and had me pee on all of them just to embrace the two solid lines that would appear. I peed on over 6 sticks that day. I think I was very dependent on his response to help me be happy with the pregnancy, I needed him to accept it and embrace it. And seeing the joy in his eyes was enough for me to fully appreciate the journey we were starting.That, was unarguably one of the best days of my life.