Hi there! I’m Jenna, I’m 23 and I’m expecting my first Tiny Human in late November 2018. I have PCOS and thought this was never a possibility for me. My boyfriend and I were relying on Depo-Provera and I had gotten two shots. One in June 2017 and one in September 2017. I was due for another shot in December of 2017, but I did not go get it. We figured because of my PCOS and the fact that I’d never gotten pregnant before (I was in two serious relationships prior to this one), we just thought it was not a possibility. Well, from the time I was due for a shot, my periods were completely regular. I figured it was a fluke, but I was on time in December, January and February. On March 15th 2018, my period was due. I had just gotten into a horrific car accident 4 days prior and flipped my car twice, and had taken a pregnancy test shortly before the accident (about 3 days) and it was negative. When I went to the hospital on March 11th, I was pumped full of Dilaudid (heavy duty painkiller) and Ativan (a benzodiazepine for my anxiety). They did not test me at the hospital because I said I’d recently taken a test and it was negative. Fast forward to March 15th, my period was due and I had no symptoms of it being on its way. I decided to take the last test I had just for shits and giggles. Imagine my surprise when I looked at it changing and saw a bright pink line where I had never seen one before. I was 4 weeks exactly, and it was a miracle.
Since that day, it’s been a daily struggle. Between money problems, relationship problems and pretty significant morning sickness, I’m struggling. I prayed for this baby. I prayed for years, and when I least expected it, my baby was there.
