I have a history of being irregular at times (it is very likely that I have polycystic ovarian syndrome), but I exercise regularly, and that has brought my weight down, and given me pretty regular periods.
About 5 months after I got married, my period was about 2 weeks late. I wasn’t too terribly surprised, because I had been sick as a dog with bronchitis. I noticed a little bit of pink spotting, and assuming that my period was starting, told my husband that it would be OK for us to skip the condom that night. (Keep in mind that my history of PCOS also left me with a deeply ingrained feeling that I would probably be infertile.) Well, although I had never had it happen to me before, a slight bit of spotting is also occasionally a sign of ovulation.
When the slight spotting didn’t turn into a full-blown period the next day, I started to get a little nervous, since I knew that the spotting could have been a sign that I was ovulating. I held my breath for the next two weeks, and when my period didn’t show, I took a home pregnancy test. I wasn’t totally convinced by the result (was that really an extra line in there? It wasn’t all THAT pink…), so I did one again two days later. The big blue plus sign on that one convinced me.
It was quite a shock, actually. We sort of wanted to have kids, but this was definitely earlier than we had planned on. And, like I said, I had it in my head that I would lucky to be able to conceive at all. I certainly didn’t expect to have a “one-shot wonder.” But without a doubt, this was the best mistake I ever made in my life. He’s a truly incredible kid.
Since kpm and I are horrible procrastinators, it’s probably a good thing that something (nature? God? coincidence? my subconscious?) intervened and got us started. I was 30 at the time, and not what you would call a real “baby” person. It’s entirely different when it’s your own, though.
BTW, I clued my husband in on the possiblility before I took the test. I took the first test on Christmas morning at my parent’s home, while we were visiting them for the holidays. The holiday was part of why we had a two day delay before I could go out and get another test kit.