A Mom’s Moment – Maria Hennessey
Like most of you, I distinctly remember the moment I found out I was pregnant. For me, this moment was not that long ago. It was Thursday February 2nd, 2012. I was at my office in Boulder, Colorado, when I noticed there was a missed call & voice mail from my doctor’s office. Before I even listened to the message, a sense of dread overcame me.
You see, in my annual exam a few days earlier, I had mentioned that my fiancé and I were thinking of trying to have a baby. Sooner versus later were my exact words. I had always assumed getting pregnant would be a struggle – I envisioned inadequate hormones, old, lazy eggs (I was 37), and months or years of trying. To appease my concerns, my doctor suggested we do a simple blood draw to see how my hormone levels checked out. This way we would know if there were any “red flags” or serious concerns from the onset. We’d have the results in just a few days.Perfect, I thought. I would rather know sooner versus later what obstacles lay ahead.
Fast-forward a few days later. The results were back. Before I listened to my Dr’s message, I anticipated bad news. Doctors never call when all is good. Good news was always delivered to my mailbox, via a generic postcard with a solid ✔ in the “Results-Normal” box. Not with a phone call. “Maria, there’s something we need to discuss right away…” the message said. I hung up before listening to the full message. Gulp. No kids for me. I called her back immediately, bracing for the worst, and found myself walking outside to have more privacy, and because moving and being outside always has a calming effect on me.
What followed was a conversation I had not anticipated. I could sense my doctor was smiling slightly on the other end when she asked me how I was feeling. Okay? She then explained that the blood results were back, and my hormone levels were definitely off. Okay? But there was good reason for that. Okay? “It turns out, Maria, that you are, in fact, already pregnant.” Whaaaaaaaat?!? In expecting the worst news, I received the best.
What followed in my
surprised shocked state was a string of some of the more stupid questions I’ve ever asked. Do you really think I’m, like, definitely pregnant? Maybe my hormone levels are just off for some weird reason? Do you think I should do a home-pregnancy test, just to make sure? My doctor had to emphasize three times that I was, in fact, pregnant. She was happy for me, I could tell, and her parting words were of congratulations, and to enjoy the upcoming weekend. And also to avoid alcohol and go easy on the caffeine (clearly she knows me pretty well.)
I don’t often think back to this day, to the first moment in my pregnancy journey, but when I do I smile. I realize it’s as special to me as the moment I first saw my son’s little heart beating (8 weeks), found out he was developing perfectly (20 weeks), and as vivid as the first time I held his little naked body on mine, seconds after he entered this world. It is a moment, among many, that I will never forget.
A Mom’s Moment is a series of blog posts capturing all of the memorable, challenging, significant, and everyday “moments” we experience as moms. Every woman takes on this role in a different way AND every woman has a special story to tell. Our goal is to embrace these moments and share them with you: the good (and the bad), the things we love (and the things we don’t)… and everything in between.