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I Didn't Know I Was Pregnant (REALLY!)

I Didn’t Know I Was Pregnant (REALLY!)

Wild! I cannot imagine the shock Tracey must have experienced!

By Tracey Canterberry | guest writer for The Snap Mom

I’m a 44-year-old mother of five. I had my first child at 17 and had our surprise gift when I was 42. The year of 2010 was a rough year for me. I was diagnosed with celiac disease and couldn’t even handle food with flour in it. A few months later, I went to my yearly gynecologist appointment. I was told I was going through the change because I was having hot flashes and hadn’t had a period in six months.

Fast-forward two years… My 25-year-old daughter gave birth to our first granddaughter on February 14, 2013. The emotions of becoming a grandmother were overwhelming, and I was so excited for this “new stage” of my life. My 17-year-old son had a national jujitsu competition during the first weekend in March. While we were there, I started having strange sensations in my lower abdomen that didn’t feel like the daily gurgling and movement of my intestines from the celiac disease.

After the weekend, I called my doctor, and he told me I needed to come right in. After the doctor did STAT blood work, I was then told I was VERY pregnant. I was beyond shocked! At this point, I hadn’t had a period in over two years. I was confused, scared, in disbelief, and somewhat angry. I was ready to be grandma, not a mommy again. By the time I left the doctor’s office, I had been told that I was 31 weeks and 4 days pregnant. I was terrified to tell my already grown children because I thought they would freak out. Instead, they overwhelmed me with responses of pure joy and remarks such as, “Finally,” and, “It’s about time I’m not the baby anymore.”

We had very little time to prepare, but everyone was so excited that Noah’s room and all his needs were in place by my 37th week. My husband and I decided to let our children name their soon-to-be baby brother. They came up with Noah Isaac. I was put on bed rest for last six weeks of my pregnancy because doctors were concerned with my blood pressure and the stress of the pregnancy.

I went to my weekly appointment on May 21, 2013, and my blood pressure was crazy. The doctor informed us that not only was Noah close to being a 10 lb. baby, but that he also was moving up and not down to prepare for birth. His professional suggestion was to schedule me for a c-section the following morning. We went home and called the children over for dinner and told them they would be meeting their brother in the morning. I was terrified and was truly scared that my husband and I hadn’t really experienced joy and excitement with this new coming blessing. Boy, did that ever change the moment we heard Noah’s first cry and he was placed in our arms. 942121_10151600160412319_1113837323_n

I can’t even accurately put into words how this child has changed our lives and the joy and privilege we feel in raising this fifth child. He has brought my husband and I closer to one another and has knit our family even closer together. If it is doable for a couple to become parents again in their 40’s, I say do it. We are having a blast!


Daddy, age 45
Mommy, age 44
Elizabeth Ann, age 27 (married with child)
Josh Edward, age 25 (married)
Jacob Ira, age 20 (married)
Matthew Allen, age 19
Noah Isaac, almost 2