Follow along as I share the story of my surprise pregnancy journey. This series is candid, raw and very personal.

Disclosure: The words in this series are candid, raw and very personal. I don’t share so you’ll feel sorry for me, but to help someone else that finds themselves on a surprise pregnancy journey and to let them know they’re not alone! (One thing I’ve learned through this thing called life is that my story is valuable and through my sharing the Lord may be able to help someone else.)

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Sharing the News

I grew anxious as it neared the point where it was time to tell our family. I had just passed the 11 week mark and still wasn’t ready to tell anybody our news, but knew I had to let Trent tell his mom because he had concocted a fabulous idea. (They’re always trying to one-up each other for April Fool’s Day so he knew this was the perfect opportunity to share the news with her and try to “get” her.) My dad’s birthday would have been April 6, so that’s when I decided to tell my mom.

But, how was I supposed to start telling people about this gift if I wasn’t excited myself. What would they think of me if I wasn’t excited to be pregnant?

When 13 weeks rolled around, we had told family and a handful of close friends. Everyone was excited, but even amidst the excitement there were hurtful comments that struck me to the core.

“Babies can feel rejection while inside their mother’s womb.”


“I pray you’ll be at peace soon…if you’re not at peace, when your child is born it won’t have a peaceful disposition.”

Even though these comments stung, I had no doubt that the Lord knew my heart. His opinion was the only one that mattered to me. I knew I was doing the best I could in this difficult situation and that’s all He ever expects of me!

Finding A Bit of Hope

These close friends and family knew I wasn’t excited. They knew I was still in shock and struggling with the news. And even though there were harsh comments, quite a few of them shared something that gave me a bit of hope. When they told me it was okay that I wasn’t excited I was a bit relieved. I was encouraged when they told me it was ok if I didn’t enjoy being pregnant.

My sister told me she would try to contain her excitement, but I quickly let her know that she didn’t need to. I may not be excited, but I could let others be excited for me.

I was thankful for the support system the Lord had placed around me and was reminded of I Thessalonians 5:11, “Therefore encourage one another and build each other up, just as in fact you are doing.”