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Main Page Site Index Getting Pregnant Pregnancy Parenting Pregnancy and Parenting Journals Fertility Nutrition Pregnant Moms Morning Sickness Women's Health Child Health	Zachary's Birth Story By enahale@bellsouth.net       Ok now, this is going to sound weird, but I had no idea that I was pregnant until the night before I gave birth to my son, Zachary.       Early in my pregnancy, I had suspected that I was pregnant, only to take a pregnancy test (several, in fact) and to have it come out negative. Plus, I was still having what I thought was a regular period. I gained almost no weight with my pregnancy and you could not tell that I was pregnant. I worked in a card store in a mall for my entire pregnancy as an assistant manager, which basically, my duties were unpacking and lifting heavy boxes, which I was doing the night I went into labor with my son.       My husband picked me up from work and I was having the worst pains in my side and back that I had ever had. I had been having them for about 2 hours when he picked me up. We thought that I was perhaps having an appendicitis (We were only 21 and had never gone through anything like this before). After much protest from me, my husband took me into the emergency room of our local hospital. The nurse on duty asked for my symptoms and told me that I was probably having a miscarriage, which surprised us since we had no idea that I was pregnant. They wheeled me up to the maternity floor and did a sonogram on me to discover that I was 37 weeks pregnant and possibly in labor. My husband just fell into a chair and had a look of shock on his face. We hadn't been planning for children yet, so it was a shock to both of us. They checked to see if I was dialated at all and found I was 2cm. They gave me a sleeping pill and sent me home (after that shock!). They told my husband to time my contractions and to call when they were about 10 minutes apart.      About 5am the next morning, my contractions were so strong and regular that my husband called the hospital and they told him to bring me in after I took a shower. We got to the hospital about an hour later and I was 5 cms. They had me walk around until I couldn't walk anymore, then finally gave me a shot for pain, which didn't work.       And at 12pm, I was ready to push. They called a doctor in (who later became my son's pediatrician) and she started to get gowned up. They had told me to start pushing awhile and by the time she got her gown on, my son's head was out. My doctor literally had to run across the floor to catch my son before he fell to the floor.      I didn't even have time to be put in stirups. My son was born at 12:31pm on August 18, 1995. He is the most precious thing in the world to us. He will have a sibling any day now (I'm pregnant with my second child and know about it this time).      They have no idea why all of my pregnancy tests turned up negative. They even did one in the hospital when I went to the emergency room and that came out negative. Search the Birth Stories Match All Terms Any Term and show results in Standard Form in Compact Form Hint! Enclose phrases in quotes. For example "home birth" [ Return to Section Nine Birth Stories Index ]