It all started with a questionable bowl of chicken casserole leftovers…
That is right, I unquestionably had no doubt that I had food poisoning for a week before I even considered the possibility that I could be pregnant. We just returned from visiting family in the states for two weeks and I only had ‘jet leg’ on and off for two weeks but never considered…pregnancy. After a long afternoon of doubt and WebMD, I thought I would take a clear blue test…and rely on the faint blue lines. After one test not being a clear ‘yes’ or ‘no’, I called my husband at work and ask if he comes home on his lunch break to take me to get a ‘pregnant’ or ‘not pregnant’ test. And two trips to Tescos later I was officially pregnant. I called the doctors that afternoon to set up an appointment to confirm farther because we still just couldn’t believe it.
Shocked and unexpected little blessing. We found out I was nearly nine weeks pregnant at my doctor’s appointment means that I indeed had become pregnant before the trip to America…meaning my food poisoning was the first blow of my nearly two-month hiatus of morning sickness. I would have then to only be able to live on anything that was a vegetable, fruit, cracker, or anything water-based that would stay down for those two months. I’d also only be able to stand to go out of the house unless I had my scarf to cover my nose when an unpleasant smell would come my way. My favourite cologne of my husbands would soon become my worst enemy and make me gag constantly and feel light-headed. I never thought the morning sickness would go away, but eventually, it did.
The first person I was to tell was my mother after I called her about my first questionable pregnancy test to try to confirm its accuracy. Then my husband and I announced to the rest of our close family and friends. Around my third month, we announced officially to extended family and friends. My husband sister was also pregnant with her first child and we were soon first time uncle and aunt while coming increasingly excited about this…we found out we were going to be PARENTS less than three months after finding out we were going to be uncle and aunt. Double blessed. My sister-in-law was due to have a baby girl in January and later for us to find out we were going to have a baby boy in May. 2017 was the be the year of the babies, and we couldn’t be more excited.
Earlier that year in August our close friends had their first child. And now we have gone to no babies…to baby flu! And I caught the bug! I’ve always wanted to be a mother and felt that for some reason my DNA was made up of all sorts of motherly instincts. Always having a close connection to babies and having a sibling 15 years younger than me has always made me feel ‘motherly’. At 15 my mother had another child and I had always been the one to volunteer my time as babysitter and nanny during the summers always feeling a close connection to my younger brother and a close caring for him seeing him grow up…and now he was to be an uncle at seven.
Life moves fast, and we don’t waste time. When you know, you know. No questions or concerns. Our relationship had always felt right and so did knowing we were going to be parents.
My husband and I have been married for two years now. We meet in Texas when he was on the course of work and I was travelling around the United States. Love at first sight? Yes, a true story. I came to visit him in England a month later and ended up staying for six months, and as my visitor visa was going to expire he escorted me back to Wisconsin to later propose to me Valentines Day 2015…and we were to marry three months later May 15 2015. With the help of my family, we pulled off the most beautiful and memorable wedding on Lake Monona in Madison, Wisconsin. I was so happy to be marrying the man of my dreams.
Fast forward two years later living in our first home the Norfolk countryside village of Belton, United Kingdom, and we found out we were expecting our first child close to our wedding anniversary by nearly two days.
May 17th 2017…
The moment we found out we were going to be parents…we knew it was meant to be.