I get asked quite frequently about the name of my blog: The Accidental Mommy.
So here is my story and no it’s not what you think it is.
My husband and I got married in June 2011 and leading up to the wedding and honeymoon ( we went to Italy and Greece in Sept 2011), I basically pictured us trying for kids right a way. My parents had started hinting pretty much the day after the wedding that they wanted grand kids. In fact my dad brought over a book on Fetus development one night (awkward I know! )
After our magical honeymoon, Rj and I decided to wait. We were young and wanted to travel and enjoy our life. We didn’t think a baby could fit in to our life at that time.
Fast forward to 2014. For the last year we were trying for a baby. My friends were having babies and my parents were asking me when I was going to give them ‘the good news’. I was asked numerous times at work if I ‘liked kids’, and perhaps the reason I wasn’t pregnant was because I did not like them.
The truth was, we tried and I saw many of my friend’s struggle with infertility. I was seeing a gynecologist to determine if everything was in working order.
And then we had an epiphany! Maybe we weren’t supposed to have kids. Maybe this was the universe telling us to make a change in our lives and prepare to spend summers in Tuscany sipping wine. And I was good with this. Rj and I saw how stressful it was to go through the fertility treatments and the toll it took on people’s marriages. We didn’t want that.
So we made changes, we moved to the city into a small townhouse, from the burbs, and I changed jobs to move up in my career. We were going out, drinking, and enjoying our lives. Part of me was happy with this free life, part of me wondered how long we could do this for.
One typical day, Rj and I were both off and we had spent the day with friends. I had polished off a bottle of wine and was feeling pretty content with my life. We had a Vegas trip booked in the summer with a couple friends and we were looking forward to it. We loved living in the city. Our place was smaller than we were used to but we had purged and sold all our furniture before moving and we loved the location. Everything was going great!
But I had been feeling off for the past couple of weeks. Headaches, nausea, cramps, and exhaustion. So I decided to take a pregnancy test for FUN! I was so sure it was going to be negative that I barely paid attention to it.
The test was POSITIVE! I screamed and yelled for RJ to come quickly. He rushed upstairs in a panic. I showed him the test. We re-read the instructions. We were in shock. Rj decided to rush out and get another pregnancy test. Three tests later, all of which were positive, we were finally convinced that we were PREGNANT!
Once Zara was born and I decided to start this blog, I couldn’t think of a better name than The Accidental Mommy, my accidental journey into motherhood.
PS: Follow me on Instagram @husna_theaccidentalmommy I take pictures of food, coffee art, my daughter and pretty Vancouver scenery