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by Laura Ruffner
At the beginning of this year if someone would have told me that
I would have a child this year I would have told them they were nuts.
Having children was not something my husband and I wanted to do. We had
decided to enjoy our simple quiet lives. We decided to be the doting aunt
and uncle to my niece and nephew and to all our friend's children. But here
it is June and I have a 2 month old son. He's the most perfect child I have
ever seen and was hiding out inside me. How could I not have known!
It was February and I decided to go see my GYN doctor. I had a few things
to discuss with him and have him check. First was my lack of a period. I
was on Depo-Provera for almost 6 years so I never had a period so that tell
tale sign of pregnancy was not a give away. I stopped taking it in
September of 2004 and was waiting patiently for my body to return to normal.
I never had a period. I had a few months of spotting. That's it. Second, I
thought I had a bladder infection. I was back and forth to the restroom all
day long! And third (this always cracks people up) I had been feeling what
I thought was gas bubbles rolling around in my belly since January. So at my
visit the good doctor did a pelvic exam, a urinalysis and told me I was
fine. Actually told me the bubbles I had been feeling was all in my head
and has nothing to do with my female organs. I had been to see him in
September of 2005 for my annual exam and was told that I needed to give the
Depo more time to get out of my system. I was pregnant then and he never
checked for it. I never suspected. Never had a reason too!
The doctor drew some blood and told me he was going to check my hormones
and do a pregnancy test just to be safe. He even went so far as to schedule
me an ultra-sound to check for possible cists or abnormalities on my ovaries
that would have caused me to not have a period. So I left his office, came
back to work thinking nothing more of it really. About and hour later I get
a call from his office. My doctor told me that my pregnancy test came back
very positive. I was floored. I hung up the phone and called my husband.
He was floored. I then started to cry and did not stop for 24 hours.
The next day I went in for an ultrasound. I could not imagine that I was
all that far along, but in my mind I kept going back to the months I did
have some spotting. That was in July. July JULY! That would make me 7
months pregnant! My husband and mother went with me. My mother waited in
the waiting room as we went in to do the ultrasound. Heartbeat was found
with no problem. The technician took all the measurements of all the organs
so she could give me a gestation estimate. She could not tell me what it was
because he was already too big and facing downward. At the end she told us
she estimated me to be 32 weeks along! Not knowing what that was in months
I asked her. She told me 8 ½ months. She was wrong obviously, but I did not
know that then and was so upset that I was almost catatonic. We went back
out and I sat there and held my mother's hand and cried until they called me
back to see the doctor.
When we get in to his office, he was very apologetic and said he was
sheep-faced that he did not catch this back in September at my annual
visit. He looked at the ultrasound report and told me that my child looked
great, no abnormality, size was good, fluid was good, everything was good.
He told me that I was about 7 and ½ months along. I looked at him and told
him See! This was NOT all in my head! I was suddenly so scared of all the
things I had put in my body not knowing I was pregnant. I use Nasal Spray
entirely too much, take too much Excedrin for headaches and Tylenol PM to
help me sleep, plus I was taking a prescription diuretic for hypertension.
I do not drink a lot but had in the past 7 months from time to time. Not to
excess, but they tell you any is bad. He told me not to worry that
everything looked fine. I was still worried, I still am and he's here and
So we leave his office my whirlwind pregnancy begins. At this point I am
still stunned but feel a small bit better with the whole thing. I keep
running over the past 7 months in my mind. In retrospect, all the signs
were there. I just could not read them. In October I got very nauseated at
the smell of barbeque cocktail wieners at the office when usually I love
those things. In November I started experiencing bad lower back pain and
what felt like pressure on my pelvis. I just took some Doan's pills and went
on my merry way. Also in November my wrist started hurting terribly bad
with Carpal Tunnel. I have a job that's all PC work, so I chalked it up to
too much time at the keyboard. Then the bubbles started in January. And
throughout the entire 7 months I can recollect the persistent annoyance of
heartburn and all the times I cried for no reason at all. My poor husband
thought I was falling apart. I secretly thought something was really wrong
with me! I even thought on occasion that I could be pregnant, but always
dismissed it because I thought I couldn't get pregnant until the Depo was
totally out of my system. Little did I know.
So it all makes sense now and all my symptoms are gone. I had what to me
was a 6 week pregnancy. I was the talk of the office and my friends. No
one could understand how I could not know. To be fair, I am not a small gal.
I never gained any weight, though. My waist bands were getting awfully tight
Three weeks after I found out I was in the hospital with PIH. They had
taken me off the diuretics for fear of it affecting my amniotic fluid. My
blood pressure spiked. I was admitted for observation and spent 5 days in
the hospital. The obstetrician put me on Labetalol and sent me home for bed
rest until I delivered. Eventually I was scheduled for induction at 39
On April 2nd I was admitted and started the process of induction. For 2
days the doctors and nurses tried to get me in to labor, but to no avail. On
April 5th at 10:25 weighing in at 7 pounds 10 ounces, my son was born via
Caesarian. He spent a few days in the NICU for some wetness on his lungs
from the lack of labor kick starting his lungs and the lack of a good
squeeze through the birth canal and also for some very mild jaundice. He
was 2 months old on Monday and is just perfect.
My family and friends were a tremendous help throughout my abbreviated
pregnancy. They somehow managed to throw showers for us and ready a
nursery. He has more clothes than he'll ever be able to wear before he
outgrows and more love than anyone can imagine. He's our miracle surprise
I am coming to terms with it all. Sometimes I get overwhelmed at the
sheer magnitude of it all. I am a MOM now! I never thought I would be or
that I even wanted to be. I am told that I took to motherhood very well. I
never understood the whole instinct thing but I do now. Everything I do
now is for him. I love him more than I ever thought possible and have from
the moment I saw him.
About the Author:
Laura currently lives in Greenville, SC and is employed at NuVox
Communications. She and her husband Stuart have been married for 7 years. They
have 2 cats, 3 dogs and one miracle baby! Her hobbies include reading and
playing City of Heroes in her free time, which is almost never!
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