Imagine my surprise when, with 60 days clean, I found out I was pregnant.
Our 12-step group gives out tags for clean time; to recognize and congratulate certain lengths. This is supposed to be a joyous occasion. For a while now, when the nine-month tag is announced, some can be heard yelling out, “pregnant with recovery, not by someone in recovery.”
Nothing prepares you to hear the words, “I’m sorry but there isn’t a heartbeat.”
When I got pregnant, the doctors switched my medication to Subutex because it was “safer” for the baby. My baby was born dependent.