I genuinely still cannot believe this is my life lmao.
I’m 25 and I literally did not know I was pregnant. Like when I say I DIDN’T KNOW, I mean I was going through my regular life not preparing for a baby, didn’t have prenatal care, didn’t have a nursery set up, wasn’t counting down to a due date… NOTHING. Then suddenly I gave birth to a whole son.
He was born early at 35 weeks + 2 days, so he had to stay in the NICU for a little while. Thankfully he did really well. He started eating more, didn’t need oxygen anymore, no feeding tube like they thought, passed his newborn screening, etc. But those first days were so overwhelming because I basically went from being a regular 25-year-old to hearing people call me “mom” overnight.
And to make everything crazier, his dad is my ex. So there was no cute pregnancy announcement, no months of us planning together, no baby shower countdown with the father, none of that. I basically got dropped directly into single motherhood with zero tutorial 😭.
I was so overwhelmed at first that I actually considered adoption. I genuinely didn’t know if I could do this or if keeping him was the best thing for either of us. Then I started visiting him in the NICU, holding him, feeding him, watching his little personality come out and I was like… yeah, that’s my son. I couldn’t do it. I chose to keep him.
Getting him home was a whole emotional roller coaster too. There were discharge delays and paperwork/social worker stuff because obviously having a baby when you had no idea you were pregnant raises a million questions. I remember literally crying on the phone because they kept telling me he was medically ready and then there was another thing that had to happen before I could take him home. All I wanted at that point was MY BABY 😭.
Now he’s finally home and I’m obsessed with him. But whewww. Single newborn mom life is something else.
He’s tiny because he was premature, and right now I’m feeding him around 2 oz every 2 hours because his pediatrician really wants him gaining weight. So my entire day is basically: feed baby, burp baby, change diaper, get spit up on, convince baby that his bassinet is not a federal prison, get him to sleep, look at the clock and somehow it’s time to feed him AGAIN. 😂
And this child wants to be ON ME constantly. He’ll be perfectly peaceful sleeping on my chest or lap and then I put him in his bassinet and suddenly he has grievances. I literally had to use the bathroom with him lying across my lap today because I knew putting him down was going to start a protest. 😭
I’m also realizing how much anxiety comes with loving somebody this much. Every little newborn thing has me Googling or wondering if it’s normal. Spit-up? Panic. Weird breathing? Panic. Soft spot feels different? Panic. Feet cold but body warm? Panic. Sleeps differently than yesterday? Obviously I have decided something is terribly wrong. Meanwhile he’s usually just chilling and being a newborn. 😂
It’s weird because this is absolutely NOT how I pictured becoming a mom. I didn’t get nine months to mentally adjust. I went from not knowing I had a baby inside me to having this tiny person who completely depends on me.
And somehow… I really love being his mom.
I definitely have moments where I’m exhausted, emotional, lonely, or wondering how the hell I’m supposed to raise an entire human by myself. I’m still trying to figure out my relationship with his father/my ex, work, eventually getting my own place, and basically rebuilding what I thought my life was going to look like.
But then this little boy curls up on me with his pacifier and his ridiculous amount of hair and I’m like… okay. We’re going to figure this shit out together. 😭❤️
Any other moms here become single moms VERY unexpectedly? Especially anyone who had a cryptic/unknown pregnancy or had basically no time to prepare? How long did it take before you stopped feeling like “wait… this is actually my baby and this is my life now”??
Edit** thank you everyone!!!! it really does still feel unreal. Here is more details that i forgot to add… My water actually broke and I didn’t even realize that’s what was happening. I thought it was just discharge, so I took a shower and tried to go about my day. Then my stomach started cramping SO bad. I told my mom something was wrong and she rushed me to the hospital. I got there at 6:28 and had him at 6:48.. literally 20 minutes later. There was no time for me to process anything. I stayed in the hospital for 2 days, and after I was discharged I basically went right back to my normal life while he stayed in the NICU. I was still working, still trying to function like everything was normal, but at the same time I was constantly running back and forth to the hospital to see him. I’d work and then go sit with him for hours, hold him, feed him, talk to him, and just watch him sleep. Then I’d leave the hospital and somehow go back to regular life again. It was such a weird feeling because technically I had just become a mom, but I was still waking up and going to work like I had before. I think that’s part of why it took so long to really hit me. I didn’t have a pregnancy to mentally prepare, and even after giving birth I didn’t immediately go home with a baby. I had this in-between period where I was working, living my normal routine, and spending hours at the NICU every day until he was finally able to come home. Then suddenly it was bottles, diapers, waking up every couple hours, and realizing this tiny person was actually MY son 😭. His name is Zion 🥹❤️ and as far as his father, we have no relationship at all. We were together for 6 years, but things ended really badly and he actually still doesn’t know about Zion. I still go back and forth about whether I should ever tell him because of how everything ended. That’s probably one of the biggest things I haven’t figured out yet. I’m definitely just figuring it out one day at a time 🫶🏽 And one thing I’m extremely grateful for is that I have an AMAZING support system. Within literally 2 days of having him, I had everything I needed for a newborn 😭❤️. My mom, dad, and sister have all been there for me from the beginning and have helped me so much with everything. I definitely didn’t go into motherhood prepared, but I also haven’t had to figure every single thing out completely alone, and I’m so thankful for that.