Knocked Up Bride in Vegas by Jessica Chaney
- originalbunkerpunks
- Jan 9, 2015
- 4 min read
When I found out I was pregnant with my daughter, I’ll admit it, I was pretty ticked off. I was getting married in less than 2 months and in Vegas of all places.
We wanted to try to conceive after the wedding. I had been told it takes 3-6 months, sometimes a year or even more, for the birth control pill to completely get out of your system. With being on it for over 10 years, I figured it would be a while. Boy, was I mistaken. I had stopped taking the Pill and was on antibiotics trying to get over a sinus infection. The combination of the two was not a smart idea.
I remember the morning we found out like it was yesterday. It was a Sunday and my hubs had gotten up early to go run some errands while I slept in. For whatever reason, when he wakes up, he wakes me up too and I can never seem to fall back asleep.
This Sunday started out normal but I got this weird feeling that I should go to the store and get a pregnancy test. My period was supposed to start that day, but it's always hit or miss. It never starts on the day it's supposed to.
So I got up, got dressed and didn't go to the bathroom even though I felt like I was going to explode. I got in my car to go to the store.
I picked up my test and some breakfast stuff and flew out of the store in record time, which is impressive because I'm a procrastinator and stuff catches my eye all the time.
I really only like the digital pregnancy tests from Clear Blue. They're fast and get straight to the point. No faint lines that you can't quite read. None of the "Am I or am I not?" game. I want to know in 2 minutes, not 15.
When I got home, I didn't even put the groceries away. I was determined. I went straight into "pee on the stick" mode. I peed and put the stick down on the counter. I composed myself and proceeded to wash my hands while I waited those long, excruciating 2 minutes.
I looked down and the darn thing had an error code with a little book on it. I've taken many of those tests, it's my go- to brand, and I hadn't gotten that error code before. I had one test left and figured I would take it later on that day.
I went on with my day and even forgot that I had planned to take the other test. I got caught up relaxing with Hubs and didn't even think about it until it randomly popped in my head. It was one of those thoughts where the whole world completely stops and you can't focus on anything else but that one thing and it drives you crazy. So you have to do it right then and there. I flew off the couch and ran to the bathroom.
I peed on the last stick and waited. This time it felt like an eternity. Time was moving so slow. I distracted myself with something else in the room for a brief moment, before looking down and seeing the word "PREGNANT". It was clear as day. The first thing I said out loud was "Fuck!" In 2 months I was going to be wearing a stunningly beautiful rhinestone encrusted white dress. No soon-to-be bride wants to see the word "pregnant."
I knew at a young age that I wanted to be mom. It was the one thing I knew I was destined to do. But I instantly went into a depressed state of mind. How could I be so stupid? Why did I stop taking the pill so early? Hubs was right, I should have waited. Am I ready to be a mom, to have a tiny little person depend on me day in and day out?
I held back the tears and carried the test out to the living room. I just stood there in front of Hubs, no words. He asked me what was wrong. All I could do was hand him the test. He looked at it, then at me, and said, "Cool." That was it. Then he handed the test back.
I stood there in shock. I was flabbergasted. I couldn't believe his reaction. Then he asked if I was ok. I couldn't answer, instead I started to cry. He got up and held me, told me everything was going to be ok. That I was going to be a kick- ass mom.
All I could muster up was "The wedding. I'm a knocked up bride. In Vegas."

The lady behind "Is Friday Here Yet" is Jessica. It's her trials and tribulations of being new to the mom and wife life while working full time. She's a coffee and sweet tea addict that should have been born in the South, not the Rockies of Colorado. She likes to craft, play around in the kitchen, and blog a little bit in her spare time. In reality she really enjoys being lazy on her days off. She's big on family and big on food. Her motto is #fatkidsunite! Follow her blog: isfridayhereyet.wordpress.com
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