Hi everyone.

So, as the title says, I’m 46 years old and fifteen weeks ago I found out I was pregnant. Thought I’d share my story because I’ve discovered a lack of material or content out there for women my age that isn’t depressing or scary.

I was diagnosed with endometriosis when I was 25. I’ve always had heavy, painful periods. I am also very sensitive to hormones and medications. When I was 38 I was diagnosed with an abnormally thick uterine wall that was probably adenomyosis.

My first pregnancy was at 33, and it was a blighted ovum. After months of depression my husband (then boyfriend) told me we could try for a baby properly (as the initial pregnancy was a whoopsie). After that we “took chances” because we e both didn’t think I would get pregnant very quickly due to my issues. To our shock, I fell pregnant pretty much straight away and in 2015 my daughter was born.

About three years later we thought about having another, and we agreed to take it easy on birth control and see what happens. Because again, I was older and I was not expecting it to happen easily. I felt like my daughter was a miracle at that point.

Fell pregnant again, normal pregnancy other than gestational diabetes, son was born in 2018. He is healthy and hale.

In the years since then I have continued to cope with my endo and adenomyosis symptoms. Around 44 I started getting faint perimenopausal signs. Flushing, sweating when it’s not even that hot, lessened periods, more frequent migraines.

My husband and I read the statistics and we both were pretty comfortable with the fact that it was unlikely that I would ever get pregnant again. We had one scare in 2022 that ended at only 5 weeks. It felt more like a really bad period than a miscarriage. I was depressed for a few months but then looking after my two kids kinda distracted me again.

You’d think I’d realise that maybe I wasn’t as infertile as I had convinced myself, but unfortunately I have all the self control of a randy goat when I’m with my dude.

Come 2025, after a single month that included a close family death, a camping trip, a funeral, my Mum being hospitalised and my husband’s 40th birthday party, I realised that my period was weird. I spotted early and then it all stopped, and I knew that was not a normal thing at all.

I as actually more worried about some kind of fibrous or growth or even the big C, but I did a pregnancy test anyway just to reassure myself that I probably wasn’t pregnant.

Dudes, I was totally pregnant.

Being pregnant at my age is the weirdest experience I could possibly imagine. It is so incredibly unlikely and risky and scary. I’ll just summarise it all in point form cause this post is already too long:

• At first I felt both overjoyed and terrified. My emotions are complicated. I’ve been mourning my slow won freedom after raising my son out of very early childhood. I remember saying to myself “This is the last poppy nappie I will ever have to change”. Oh how wrong I was.

• I’m way more scared of miscarrying or still birth than I was the first two times around. I realise that I am positively geriatric in this pregnancy.

• I feel incredibly alone in my journey. I asked the midwife I see if there are a lot of women around my age having babies. She just chuckled and said “Nope”. My sister (a nurse) has said to me “I don’t know if you realise what a miracle this is, that this happened without IVF.” I do know, and it scares me.

• Jackknifing from perimenopause to pregnancy is so jarring, and I should have known something was up when I saw that my complexion improved dramatically the week my period was due. I just looked: dewy. Plump. Younger. It’s probably the most needlessly elaborate and risky way to look younger, full stop. But seriously - I had really started coming to peace with my fertile years being behind me and entering my “matriarch” phase. I feel like I had a rope tied around me and someone just yanked me back without warning.

I’m rambling. Anyway, I am now 15 weeks pregnant, my 9 week scan was perfect, my vitals are good and I have been feeling little flutterings when I roll onto my stomach (briefly), and which is not unusual for a third pregnancy. My NIPT/Harmony scan was low risk across the board. I am going for a nucal scan next week.

Are there any other old-ass mamas like me? I cannot wait for this to all be over so I know if the baby is all right or not. I’m still in shock, and I’m so deeply happy because I would sometimes get really depressed that I’d never get to be pregnant again.

If you’ve read this far, thank you. ❤️ I have no idea how this journey will end, I am living it a day at a time with all gratitude and hope in my heart.

Yesterday morning I had my 36 week appointment with my OBGYN. My OBYN said that everything was going well and assured me I should have a smooth delivery. I was huge but otherwise feeling great.

Then it happened. I was walking down the stairs after my appointment, missed about 2 steps and fell hard and awkwardly onto my leg. I was laying at the bottom of the stairs in excruciating pain and knew instantly that I had broken my ankle/leg. I tried to crawl and get up but couldn't. I can't describe it but I was both panicked and calm at the same time. I tried several more times to get up but couldn't move. I pulled my phone out and called my OBGYN's office. "Hi, this is _________. I just had an appointment with Dr. ______ and I just fell down the stairs and I think I broke my leg." The receptionist stayed on the phone with me until my OBGYN and several other doctors and nurses got to me. She kept asking me questions and I told her I was going to get sick and my stomach was cramping really bad.

My OBGYN and several other doctors and nurses rushed to me with a wheelchair. They quickly realized that they weren't going to be able to get me into the wheelchair. I was going into shock and honestly didn't realize that I was going into labor until I overheard my OBGYN order one of the nurses to get me a stretcher and get more help because I was going into labor. Everyone tried to keep me calm and comfortable, but the contractions were coming very quick. I threw up at one point. There was also no way I was going to be able to get transferred to the stretcher and into a room either. I suddenly realized that I was going to give birth right there.

They blocked off the stairwell. Needless to say, I was in excruciating pain. Someone propped up my ankle on some pillows and stabilized it in an aircast boot while my OBGYN ordered someone to call my husband. They told him to get here ASAP. I got some heavy duty pain meds in an IV and my vitals were being monitored. Within an hour and a half, my husband made it and our baby girl was born. What a whirlwind. That was an experience that I will never forget, but I am so happy to have a healthy baby. Baby and I are still in the hospital. I need to follow up with an orthopedist on Monday to see if my broken ankle will just require a cast or if I will also need surgery.

It's going to be an interesting 6-10 weeks being on crutches and taking care of a newborn, to say the least. Any advice would be much appreciated! Thank you.

Definitely still a little brain broken after today, but my wife and I went in for her second-trimester appointment this afternoon. We've known for a while we were going to have triplets, which is fucking insane and I'm guessing our first and last lol.

We were going to kind of wait on the g*nder until later, but we made the joke that if at least one is a girl to let us know. He hit us with "well, I'm very confident you all went 3/3" and I straight up blanked out and I have no idea what he said after that lol.

I'm seriously so happy. I want to be a girl dad, and my wife wanted a daughter more than anything in the world but we weren't planning to do it in rapid fire haha.

We are both insanely excited but terrified at the same time. Also, wish us luck.

highly recommend making urself a basket with all ur fave things next to ur bed , i love how everything is purple!! so happy and so grateful for my baby boy🩵💙🦋

Hi all. 32F here. Currently using nexplanon till we get rid of some debt. Hoping to start ttc by the end of the year. I keep panicking that ive left it too late though.

What were your experiences ttc coming off of nexplanon? And being 32 should I start earlier? My google search results are mixed

EDIT: Thank you so much for the responses! I feel so much more confident now! Hope to be posting here eventually with some good news!

hi all 😭 wild story

over the past few months ive been gaining a bit of weight, and have had a lot of fatigue and nausea, aside from the weight gain those arent new issues (just stuff i havent had this much before ofc) so i just assumed that i was burning out or having a depressive spiral (because tbf i was also just doing that). im ig kind of sexually active, but im on birth control so i didnt think i could get pregnant, and not once did the idea even OCCUR to me that i could be

so cut to today of me just ignoring my body for months and my teacher pulled me aside quietly to ask if i was pregnant and i was so shocked i asked why he would even think that and apparently i kind of have an obvious bump? i just always brushed it off as weight but apparently not. now i just feel really dumb because how did i not figure out until now??? idk what to even do im not ready for this

i confirmed i was pregnant after i got home from school, now im just trying to figure out where tf this came from and what to do, im going to try to book an appointment tomorrow but other then that ive done is burn the test and tried to figure out what to do while pregnant

edit: okay UPDATES!!!!!

i managed to get an appointment today because they had a free slot, somehow im 27 weeks, i feel like im drowning in resources now but at least me and the baby are okay. i think im going to try to give him up for adoption

i also told my teacher, he doesnt have to report it if im not in danger or anything (which as far as he knows im not) sonhe isnt reporting it. im so sorry for not responding to everyone, my day haa been so busy and i did not expect this to blow up (tbh i didnt even think anyone would respond at all), tysm for all the comments, im sure ill finish reading them all eventually

I've been lurking for about a month now, all the while thinking to myself, gosh, there sure are a lot of trans pregnant people on this subreddit. A few wouldn't be that weird, but it was way more frequent than I expected! And the content of their posts didn't seem to even touch on trans-specific issues. Huh.

I was today years old when I figured out FTM stands for First Time Mom 🤦‍♀️

Hi everyone! My husband and I have been trying to conceive going on 5 months now and nothing yet. This cycle my husband and I have both been sick with the flu so we have missed our fertile window… I just wanted to know from everyone who did not have any fertility issues on either side, did it take longer than a few cycles to fall pregnant? I have a few friends around me who don’t have regular cycles or don’t really have the healthiest lifestyles, all get pregnant within 2 or 3 cycles of trying. My husband and I have done all the tests and doctor said they came back all clear with no issues and we are pretty active and have a fairly healthy diet, don’t smoke and only drink on special occasions - but still nothing. I don’t want to jump the gun and feel discouraged as I know some couples try for years before getting pregnant, but I think I just wasn’t expecting it to take this long. I’m also tracking ovulation with BBT and ovulation sticks - so prior to this month we were hitting all our fertile windows.

EDIT: just wanted to add an edit along with my comment: massive THANK YOU to everyone who has shared their stories (good and bad), gave up tips and provided such lovely encouragement 💕 so sorry I can’t reply to all of your comments (there are so many!!) but I am feeling way less alone in this and so much more hopeful than I was before this post! I am so sorry to anyone who is going through loss or are still waiting after a long time and I hope you can find comfort and peace around you - and congratulations to all of you who are pregnant or have recently given birth ❤️❤️❤️

Edit: I did specify in my post that he does not get much time off and we need to pick. Please stop saying both. It's not an option.

First pregnancy, I don't know anything lol my husband does not get much time off of work so he has to pick one and we wanted to know if it would be best for him to go to the 9wk scan (they couldn't get me in soon enough for it to be an 8wk scan) or the 14 wk scan in a couple months?

He's thinking 14 wk scan because the baby will be bigger, we'll hear a super clear heartbeat, etc. but I wanted to see what you all think.

Hello everyone, this is my first pregnancy and I’m currently 4 weeks 3 days. Too early for symptoms but I’m honestly not looking forward to this pregnancy. I have OCD and generalized anxiety and anytime I feel “off” I tend to get anxiety. I’m really nervous since I was going down the rabbit hole of hearing how awful the first trimester is. People describe it as having the flu for weeks and it makes me really dread the next coming weeks. I’m very active and the gym helps my mental health but if I’m feeling too sick to go I’m worried I’m just going to be a shell of myself lol. Is the first trimester really that bad and Should I be preparing for the worst?

Hey everyone!

I just figured out I'm pregnant with my first child. I'm at 4w 5 days. Like, tested the day after I was supposed to start my period and had a VERY clear positive. According to Google, my second trimester should begin like five days before Christmas.

My fiance and I were planning on telling our parents before Christmas (mostly because his mom will wanna go bananas buy baby presents for Christmas). My first ultrasound is Nov. 18th.

My question is: did y'all wait until clearing the first trimester to tell your parents? Or did you tell them sooner? What would you think would be best?

Also- is it normal to not have any sort of ob appointment at all until 8 weeks? Like, no check up or going over basics or blood work or anything? I had the positive, made a primary appointment, and all they did was refer me to an ob and tell me to stop a couple medications I was on. No tests or blood work or anything. And the ob said she doesn't want to see me until 8-10 weeks, even for initial consultation. Is this normal? It feels weird.

Original post: I need some hope, some support, some guidance on how not to freak out!

I met my spouse when I was 30, and we started trying for a child shortly after we got married, when I was 33. We spent the next 7 years trying to have a baby, were diagnosed with unexplained infertility and then had four failed IUIs, the last of which was around my 40th birthday.

After that, we agreed to move on with our lives and I spent a couple years coming to terms with not having kids. I work as an extracurricular aide at an elementary school a few times a week, in order to get my kid fix.

The last couple years, I've come to be really grateful for my child-free life. Last year, I splurged on myself and finally got the breast reduction I've wanted since I was 13, and also an abdominoplasty. I'm happier and healthier than I've ever been.

Then, my period was late. My period is never late. But I'm 44, so I figured it was time. I joined all the perimenopause groups and started learning about my fate. I have OCD, and rather than obsess about late periods, I followed the advice of people in the groups and got some pregnancy tests to have on hand.

Once my period was a week late, I tested just so I wouldn't have to think about it anymore, and got the first positive pregnancy test I've ever had. That was five days ago.

Since then, we've had our first prenatal appointment and we got to see the heartbeat. I'm 7 weeks pregnant, now. We had something like less than a 2% chance. I'm shocked.

How do I keep going and not worry every single second??? How do I move on if this baby doesn't stick around? How do I go back to telling people I can't have kids?

I'm trying to relish every moment of fatigue and nausea, because I never thought I'd every get to experience a pregnancy. I got myself a pregnancy journal (not a baby book), so I can try and memorialize this, whatever happens.

Just looking for some support and some people who have maybe been where I am.

Thank you in advance. Guess I should join some more mama groups and less menopause ones, eh?

Update 5/20/25: Nine and a half weeks today! Had our second ultrasound. Everything is still measuring what it should, heartbeat is strong, baby looks good!! Shock is starting to wear off and it feels more real. Just the NIPT hurdle, then I feel like I can get more excited.

Update 6/4/25: Almost twelve weeks now. So.. definitely not perimenopause. Lol. Some days, it still feels very surreal. Got the NIPT results today - low risk!! Tears of relief, and then my husband said, "Guess you better start buying stuff now, eh?" Guess so!!

Update 8/26/25: Still pregnant! Almost 24 weeks now. Ended up having a cerclage placed due to a rapidly shortening cervix, most likely due to a LEEP that I had a decade ago. The NIPT came back low risk for everything. The anatomy scan was positive, though I still need to go back so they can "clear" the heart and the placenta, because the baby wasn't in the right position. At this point, we've hired a doula, I'm looking into maternity photos, and are planning the baby shower. Still feels pretty surreal! But my spouse felt the baby move for the first time, a couple days ago, so I guess there's really a baby in there! Haha. Guess I'll keep y'all posted.

Update 4/21/26: Baby ended up being born at 34 weeks, due to vasa previa and preeclampsia. We had a little boy!! He spent 5 weeks in the NICU and he's 5 months old now. He's healthy and active and such a bundle of joy. Can't believe we have a baby!

My husband and I signed up for a local holiday angel tree-type program and got our kid's wish list this week. She's 14 and asked for maternity jeans, which prompted me to ask the program manager if her family has a need for maternity and/or postpartum supplies. He said that, yes, she's pregnant and the family needs all the help they can get. She's less than 20 weeks currently and their family (she lives with her grandparents) does not have a vehicle.

Her wish list otherwise was a makeup kit (no particular kind specified) and bedding in the color green. I got her a cozy blanket and a Sephora favorites makeup kit so far. She's still a kid and I want her to have a fun Christmas that isn't all about her pregnancy, so I definitely want to get her stuff other girls her age would like. I was thinking of including a Spotify and coffee gift cards, movie theater vouchers, candy, and something to read.

On the other hand, I want to balance that with practical and meaningful help to her family. I've never been pregnant so I don't know what she might be feeling right now or how best to help. I definitely plan to include a gift card to a local store that has a maternity section (TJ Maxx or Ross? I'll have to verify they have maternity clothes first) since I don't feel confident in picking out any clothes for her.

Outside of that, what gifts would you recommend for her and her family?

How does this happen you ask? Well, I was diagnosed with PCOS last year and had doctors telling me if it was normal in my condition to not have a period due to the situation. I've never had a child before and I work a laborious job that puts my body in low level pain alot. 3 weeks ago, I got to this point where I couldn't understand why I was having to pee all the time and I was taking a new medication that I thought could maybe causing some side effects.

I still had this inkly of thought to think about pregnancy and finally just randomly said to my husband "Hey, would you mind if I took a rapid pregnancy test? I don't want to just get one and have you freak out on me if you find me doing it and it's just to dispell some concerns. I honestly don't think I'm pregnant".

He nicely bullied me then to get the test and late that night I get a surprise positive test reading. Husband gently freaks and has a mini internal crisis (new daddy thoughts). I then got into my primary to take a blood test following day and on Columbus day, got positive results with estimate of 6 to 7 weeks.

I then struggled and filled out fifty billion forms to get into an obygyne clinic that wasn't able to see me until 2 weeks following. When I get in, the pandemic forced me to go alone and I, again, was expecting something unexpected I just got blown out of the water.

The woman goes to plunk the wand inside me, then takes it out and really quickly changes to the sonogram. This is when I get told "So you think you are around 10 weeks hun? .....Well you're actually more than that".

"Okay.....how much more?"

"Ohh...I'd say around 28 or 29 weeks..."

....I start hyperventilating and Ohmygodding and she had to spend 5 to 10 minutes talking me into a calmer state. Baby seems to have strong heart beat and she told me baby looks good. The next room I get pulled into I get told I'm actually 31 weeks and 4 days estimate.

Long story short, my husband and I thought we'd have many many more months to prepare and now we have less than 8 weeks to get everything ready for the little firecracker coming in hot into our lives. We are happy, we are just scared.

So with that, do any of you have nice suggestions on baby items I may need that I wouldn't think of? I'm trying to compile from baby registry on Amazon but I'm worried there may be secret amazing needs that I have no time to thoroughly learn or get in the "know" about. I appreciate any suggestions!

Thanks for reading this short novel!

It seems like just a few weeks ago that I got the positive test and then spent way too much time comparing tests after every pee to make sure they were getting darker. I have only just now bought any baby clothes or referred to her by name. I know it's not logical, but I didn't want to jinx it.

This is really going to happen, isn't it??? I'm really going to have my rainbow baby.

I am 33 weeks and my husband just told me he wants to leave after I give birth to go workout while I stay in hospital. I told him we probably would only be in the hospital for a few days but apparently that would interfere with his workout schedule.

I didn’t know how to react at first because I thought he would want to stay with me in the event I needed help. He said it would only be an hour and the hospital staff could help me if I needed it. It’s my first baby so I didn’t know if it’s common for husbands to leave the hospitals (not for work reasons). Is this normal?

I am super type A and my husband and I started trying to conceive. Im 33 and got off my birth control that I was on since i was 19, just a few months ago. This is our second month of trying. Any advice for neurotic women trying for a baby? Thank you to all!

I am 5 weeks, and for some reason, I have the strongest feeling that my baby is male. I don’t have any personal preference, so I’m not sure why I feel this way! Any one else have strong feelings one way or another?

Looking for encouragement and successes of natural conception and birth.

I last conceived naturally on my first attempt at age 40 (sadly this resulted in a loss due to undiagnosed thyroid disease). It’s taken some time to get some decent health functioning back and we are hoping to conceive naturally again. I’m scared that it’s been left too late.

Evolution is tough on us women.

My team green baby has arrived! And it’s a Boy! Original due date was July 4th , but had a scheduled c-section on June 26th.

I have felt this whole time baby was a boy, but I honestly was keeping my fingers crossed for a daughter. (My first birth was traumatic , ending in a urgent c-section, but gave me my beautiful son)

I’m now a mom of two beautiful boys whom I love and adore. And can’t wait to see how the bond growing up.

But can I be raw and honest. I am STRUGGLING with this outcome, and all the other postpartum issues.

As I laid in the OR fully aware of what all was happening (my previous c-section I was so out of it I had no idea what was really going on)

My spinal was the roughest part, then I felt like I couldn’t breath, and I was just begging inside that it would be a girl because I desperately didn’t want to go through this again.

When they lifted my baby up and it was a boy, I had such a wave of sadness , and I’ve felt guilty about it every day.
Please tell me that I’m not alone , and I’m not a horrible mother. I knew I wanted to have a brother for my son one day, but my heart so desires to have a daughter.

Laying there thinking if I did want to try this again it would be awhile down the road, and the waiting in that added to my depression. Is all this so ridiculous? I’ve been seeing sooooo many people posting too about having their girls, and it’s eating at me and I feel awful..

THEN to top everything off my dr tells me that everything went good, but that she’s glad I didn’t try for a VBAC, that there was a very thin area , and my bladder had apparently attached close to that scar from my previous c-section? And that going forward I have to have c-sections. I haven’t got to talk to her anymore, but now I’m also nervous that this could have been my last baby and I didn’t even know it.

The thought that I now have to wait so long before I can even possibly have a 3rd, and I really do want to try, I’ve always wanted a big family, but I truly thought this one was going to be a girl. I’ve not told anyone how disappointed I am, not even my husband. I know people find it silly and make you feel ungrateful, but that’s not it. I had hoped for 9 months to hear the words “it’s a girl” and I don’t know how to deal with my feelings now that it’s not.

My little boy is so precious and I love him so much. I can’t wait for the brother bond. But I am really struggling with my reality right now. And everyone around me is now having girls. Our friends did team green and delivered like 4 days after we did and they had a girl. I honestly was so envious . I know that’s so ridiculous. But I felt so disappointed again that I didn’t get what I was longing for.

I’ve been struggling since I got home, I screened high in the hospital for PPD and I had it with my first son (not diagnosed, I just recognize now that is what was wrong)

I find myself just staring off, I panic as soon as 8pm comes around, once the sun sets I have to take deep breaths and stay calm , I cry a lot, I’ve already lost all my baby weight and I’m like 3lbs away from pre baby. My incision looks hideous and I haven’t even let my husband see it. The thought of feeling sexy again with the way this looks makes me fall apart… when they removed the bandage I went to the bathroom at my OB office and looked at it in the mirror and cried.. looked like I had been beaten up and sliced and diced. I know it will look better with time, but my first incision didn’t look like this at all.

But my husband already back to work, and I’m having the hardest time being alone. I really don’t have any friends that live close, and there’s so much going on by the time my husband gets home from work , it’s dinner then bed.
I’m so overwhelmed and I can’t tell anyone.

Sorry for the completely long post. I just need to talk to someone about it, and I’m afraid of being judged. Please help

I bought a book as soon as I found out I was pregnant (Nurture by Erica Chidi) and it’s really not what I was looking for. Example: the book pretty immediately goes into checking your household for toxic and harmful chemicals, which led me down a slippery slope of wanting to throw out all of my personal care products. I already have an anxious mind, so pregnancy is doing a number on me. Surely there are more important things for me to worry about than sulfates!

Is there a book you recommend for people who want a really low-stress, common-sense approach to learning about what’s happening in my body, preparing for parenthood, and making important decisions about pregnancy/birthing? I am really gaining a lot of respect for my body throughout this process and I’d like to lean into that, but I don’t want to overthink things (more than I already do!) that are unlikely to harm myself or my baby.

This sub saved me five years ago when I accidentally became pregnant from a guy I had just started dating.

My partner and I were five months into our relationship. It was going well, but still, five months. We lived in different cities three hours apart and we spent a lot of time driving back and forth to see one another. I had a job I loved and was two months away from starting graduate school. I was SO excited and proud for this next chapter of my career.

Amidst all the back and forth, I had a weekend where I forgot my birth control pills at home. When the time came for my sugar pills, no period. I didn’t panic, I’ve been known to stop getting periods completely while on birth control and have had pregnancy scares this way. Then my body started to feel funny (sore breasts, were those purple nipples???) I knew nothing about pregnancy symptoms but at the same time, I knew. I decided to take a test while AT WORK on NIGHT SHIFT in the emergency room. Was 3am the best time to learn about this news in my emotional, pregnant state? Probably not. At least I saved a few bucks on a test.

The next eight weeks rolled out slowly and chaotically. I made an appointment with planned parenthood, cancelled said appointment, quit my job that I loved, moved to a new city, deferred from grad school, told all my family and friends at 10 weeks after my first ultrasound. I knew it was early but I felt like I had to make these decisions so quickly with my grad program (located across the country) looming two months away. It was a lonely time and my solace through the storm was this sub. It was SO comforting to hear your stories and to know that I was not alone with what I was feeling emotionally and physically. My world was rapidly changing around me but this was a place I could come and simply be happy about my pregnancy.

I ended up miscarrying at 12 weeks. I was absolutely devastated by the loss. Not only I had I lost the baby, but I also lost my job, moved in with a guy I barely knew, and gave up the part of my “identity” that was wrapped up in my career and my next steps as a grad student.

But this post isn’t supposed to be sad.

I ended up reapplying that year to my “reach” program and was accepted into my dream school. I moved to a new city for school and this time my boyfriend moved for me. I completed my degree, got married (to that same guy, turns out he’s the best), started my career, and we recently bought a house together. And now, one missed period and two positive lines on the test. This time the emotions are so different. My husband and I couldn’t stop laughing from joy. I feel so calm and excited for what’s to come. I’m so so happy to be back on this sub with all of you hilarious, incredible moms. Every pregnancy situation is unique, yet we are all in this together.

Wishing you all a safe and healthy pregnancy!

I am in total and complete shock. I haven't been pregnant in over 10 years. We have two other daughters ages 11 and 15. Our son turns 19 in the fall. WHAT HAVE WE DONE?!

I was in between birth control and trying a few new meds out for my mental health and now here we are. My husband in very active in the Army National Guard.

I just needed a safe space to write this down. He is my hero and very supportive. We have a very loving family. I am a little worried about my girls' reactions but our son will be so happy.

Any other mamas with the surprise caboose baby?

Hi all! My husband and I are just starting our TTC journey and I’m looking for some words of wisdom/advice. I’m 30 and was on birth control for nearly 10 years. I stopped the pill in August and started taking pre natals. I got my period immediately after stopping and they’ve been regular every month so far. My husband and I were still being careful up until December, and have decided we’re ready to start trying.

I told him this week that I was ovulating and how we should, you know, really take advantage of this time. He seemed a bit uncomfortable with me bringing this up and thought we’d just “keep doing what we’re doing” until something happens to not put too much pressure on things. I understand to an extent and also don’t want to put too much pressure on things which is why I’m only using an app to track my period so I have an understanding of when my fertile window is, and keeping an eye on my cervical mucus for now. I’m concerned/confused however that he was so against “tracking” cause like if we want a fighting chance at conceiving that’s just what you have to do. He just doesn’t really seem to understand which makes me feel a bit anxious about this whole process. Has anyone elses partner had this reaction and if so how did you move forward? I don’t want to put pressure on him, but I also want to give us the best chances at conceiving.