Our unexpected detour

For those that follow me on Instagram, you would have already seen that Ronnie and I are expecting! We were stoked for 2025 knowing that we would be getting married. We even listed all of our future plans we had in mind; travelling, buying a house, and getting our business plan off of the ground. Let's just say that we didn't have many intentions on having children - even with my ticking timebomb of being closer to the age of 35, I always just assumed that we had more time or that it was never in our cards anyway since (tmi) we haven't exactly been taking preventative measures in the first place (for at least 8 years to be exact).

But in September 2024, after 10 days of waiting on my period, I finally decided it was time to take a pregnancy test. I asked Ronnie to go and pick up a couple tests on the way home from work on a Thursday evening. I figured it would be best we take the test knowing that we had a jam packed weekend. I was in denial being this late and blamed it on stress (which I barely had) but deep down I knew because I was never this late.

Ronnie came home with two different types of pregnancy tests: One regular two-line positive test and one digital. I read the box and manual twice over. Researched each pregnancy tests online to see how accurate the tests were based off reviews, and then both of us sat on our living room couch. When I was ready, I got up and signaled to R that I was ready to take the first test. I came back a couple of minutes after and placed the test downward onto the coffee table. We looked at it in silence and set the alarm for 3-minutes. When the time was up, I gestured to Ronnie to take a look to which he turned the test around and asked "What does two stripes mean?".

"It means positive" I said very quietly and in complete shock. He put the test back down onto the coffee table and sat closer to me. He grabbed my hands and I noticed how cold his were realizing that he was also just as shocked and nervous about this outcome. But he continued to comfort me as I repeatedly said "What are we going to do?"

About thirty minutes went by when R asked if I wanted to take the second test, "just to be sure" he said. About 5 minutes came and went, this time the test would have an easy yes or no. And to our second surprise, it read YES.

We weren't ready to be parents. We literally just got our finances on track 8 months before. We were preparing for a wedding and our lifestyle surely didn't fit a freaking baby!! We both knew the reality of what this meant and maturely talked about our options. Our pros and cons list were tied up until the very end, finding every positive thing and matching it with a realistic negative. When we realized the pros and cons wouldn't help us and we were about 2 hours in on this list; I looked up at Ronnie, ripped up two pieces of paper and told him to write down what was his percentage of wanting us to go through with this pregnancy and what was his percentage of not. (And yes, before you start judging us. We had to be absolutely sure we were both mentally prepared to take on this journey - I shouldn't have to explain this). The both of us wrote down our answer and exchanged it. He read mine which read: 60% yes, 40% no, and I read his: 70% yes, 30% no.

We both looked at each other and R said "Looks like we're having a baby!"

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I never thought that I would be writing about this but life has its twists and this was just a hard left turn. If you had asked me 5 months ago how I was feeling about all of this, I would have had a completely different answer than I do now. I guess after weeks go by, the bigger my belly gets, the harder the kicks feel - it all becomes more real. Now, I can't wait to meet our created love. I can't wait to physically hold him, love him, and care for him. The stress of what is to come remains constant, and I'm sure every first time mom would say the same. The emotional and physical changes that happen to a women's body during pregnancy is remarkable and I can see why there are so many women out there writing books, blogging, and talking about this sort of stuff on podcasts. Every body is different; every journey, obstacle, pre-and-post plan, advice, and support system - All different. It makes sense why women want to share their own story. Hence why I'm sharing mine!

I had to take a break from a lot of things after losing my cousin and best friend. A year off for reflection, adjusting to a life without them, and finding myself again amongst the grief. Although we were planning the wedding, it surely didn't amount to the anticipation I feel now knowing we'll have a son who will be a part of it. We're fortunate to have gone this far as healthy as I, and the baby, can possibly be and with so many things to look forward too.

After you read this post, I hope you explore my blog and all of the revamping I did to insert this important milestone in my life - one that I'd love to share with any first-time mom's out there. Those who want to hear me out on what I experienced thus far in pregnancy, and how we are preparing for this baby. Honestly, this will be for anyone who needs someone to relate too.

Stick around!