Having been an educated, working, single female over 35 when I got married, I assumed when I got pregnant at age 36, I would of course pluck my son into the nearest daycare when he was 6 or 8 weeks old and go back to my 'job'.
I made it to 4 months of pregnancy when I quit.
I'm not even sure what came over me except that I realized at that time that I had NEVER changed a diaper in my life, didn't know anything about babies or children for that matter and realized I needed to learn and fast. So, I spent the next 5 months of pregnancy taking all the baby prep classes (along with my husband), getting exercise and 'preparing'.
I suddenly knew that I didn't want to be a 'career' gal anymore but a mom.
So, I feel like the luckiest mom ever, hence the name.