Have you ever known anyone who didn't know they were pregnant?
How many months have you or someone you known gone without figuring it out?
I'd love to hear stories
I have a friend who didn't find out until about 5 months. They had to do IVF for her first pregnancy (twins). She hadn't had her first postpartum AF yet, the fact that she was nursing twins I'm sure had something to do with that, and didn't figure it out until she started showing. Considering her specific circumstances where she didn't think she could get pregnant on her own anyway, hadn't gotten her period yet (must've caught that first egg!) and started showing a little later, I can sort of understand.
I also know someone who didn't realize she was pregnant until around 30w, kind of a perfect storm of being really busy and perimenopausal and spotting throughout the pregnancy. She did recognize fetal movements for what they were, though, once they got strong enough, and figured it out then.
10 minutes before the shift completed, we got an interesting phone call...they were sending someone down in labor. The catch here is that this woman hadn't known she was pregnant.
Apparently, after having her fourth child, she had begun depo provera and had been getting regular shots for 10 years, including during this pregnancy, uninterrupted. She continued to have monthly "cycling" with light spotting, which happened even during this pregnancy. At some point a few weeks previous, she had become suspicious of pregnancy because she had felt strong movement, but then her monthly bleeding occurred on time, and she concluded that something else must be wrong. She came in to the hospital in labor, still not totally sure what was going on and entirely unprepared to give birth or have a baby. We felt her belly and concluded that she was somewhere around 38 weeks, we couldn't know really but it seemed reasonable that she was at term.
She apologized to me throughout. For what, I'm not sure; maybe for not having prior care, maybe for not having her things with her, maybe for having another baby at all, maybe she was apologizing to herself and her baby by apologizing to me.
Her baby came quickly. Fifth baby, after all. Vigorous boy in a sludge of mec, looking 40-ish weeks old. Mom had through the swift (half an hour from admission and being told that yes, she was pregnant to having a baby) labor apparently managed to come to terms with the fact that she was having a baby. "Wun smol boy!" she repeated after us. After she'd delivered her placenta, she sat up in her bed, nursing and staring at her baby. "Gonna have a STORY to tell when I get home," she said.