
I thought it would take me about a year to fall pregnant the first time around.
Someone close to me had struggled to fall pregnant, and then she had trouble staying pregnant.
I was all too aware that it wasn’t always simple. So my partner and I decided to start trying, figuring that we’d be in a position to get married well before we fell pregnant or at least before I gave birth.
We settled in for 12 months of ‘trying’, dreaming of our future as parents (when I finally fell pregnant, waaaaay down the track).
I fell pregnant during the first month.
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There were so many reasons why it shouldn’t have happened this quickly.
I was young but working all hours in a stressful job, my husband was older and already had two kids and, well, we just weren’t quite ready.
The first inkling I had that I may be pregnant happened while driving home from work. We lived in the eastern suburbs in Sydney and work was in North Ryde, so I had to cross the Sydney Harbour Bridge to make it home.
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The nausea first hit me as I rounded the corner and glimpsed the steel of the bridge. As I was driving onto the decks of the bridge I accepted the fact that I was soon going to vomit on it.
I made it over the main decks and even through the tolls by taking very deep breaths and by some miracle, I managed to make it all the way home.