I Got Pregnant While Sleepwalking and Didn’t Even Know It – Story of the Day

Leslie wakes up feeling sick and finds out she's pregnant after years of trying unsuccessfully with her husband. But a strange man says he is the baby's father. One day, Leslie wakes up outside in a fancy dress with no memory of it. She was sleepwalking, meaning the man's claims could be true.

Leslie and Tom sat at a cozy table in the corner of an elegant restaurant, celebrating their 23rd wedding anniversary. "To us," he raised his glass, "to twenty-three years of laughter, love, and everything in between. Marrying you was the best decision of my life."

Leslie smiled and leaned in for a kiss. "To us," she echoed softly. They shared a quiet moment, reminiscing about their past, laughing over old stories, and enjoying a delicious meal.

But their mood shifted when Leslie touched upon a delicate subject. "I am the happiest woman with you," she started, "but I regret not having children."

Tom took her hand and reassured her of their fulfilling life together, gently steering the conversation away from the sensitive topic. Their evening took another turn when he mentioned another issue. "Tell me this. Have you been waking up at night? I heard you walking around."

"That can't be. I sleep all night. Maybe you dreamt it," she countered, puzzled. They both shook their heads and continued their evening with much lighter discussions.

But the next morning came with a little surprise. Leslie woke up abruptly, feeling nauseated, and ran into the bathroom to expel the contents of her dinner.

Tom quickly appeared at the bathroom door. "Are you sure everything is okay?" he asked, concerned.

She smiled weakly at her worried husband. "It's okay. I think it's just food poisoning. I'll see a doctor if I don't improve," she assured him, but Tom was adamant about her health, offering to accompany her.

Leslie insisted he didn't need to miss work for this, so with a kiss on her forehead and a lingering look of worry, Tom left for work. She got ready for a hospital visit, moving slower than usual and feeling awful as she waited for a taxi.

A friendly doctor ushered Leslie into her office, promptly asking about symptoms and her last menstrual period. She mentioned her delay, dismissing it because they had been sure about Tom's infertility for years.

However, the doctor insisted on tests, considering Leslie's symptoms and delayed period. During the ultrasound, the physician nodded almost immediately. "Just as I suspected. You're pregnant," she announced.

The flickering image on the screen and the doctor's further details had Leslie crying in sheer joy at the future she hadn't imagined in years.

Holding the ultrasound images and the recipe, Leslie felt joyful tears rising to the surface. "I have to tell Tom immediately," she decided, opting to visit his workplace.

Upon arrival, Leslie bypassed the reception with a familiar nod and quickly found herself at Tom's office door, pushing it open to see him engrossed in work. He looked up, surprised. "Leslie, what are you doing here? You should be resting."

"I feel much better," she said, then hesitated, finding the right words to share her news. "It's not poisoning. I'm pregnant!"

Her husband took a step back and blinked several times before speaking. "What? But how? I thought I couldn't..." His skepticism quickly turned to joy as he rushed to hug his wife. "You're my miracle," he whispered, overwhelmed with happiness.

***

Leslie arrived home, thinking about the special dinner she was going to make for Tom but stopped in her tracks after seeing a man sitting on her porch furniture. He stood at her approach and blurted, "We've spent several nights together, and I want a relationship with you."

"Excuse me?" Leslie blubbered. "I don't even know you!"

"I'm Colin! Of course, you know me!" he insisted and his eyes focused on the ultrasound pictures Leslie was still holding. "You're pregnant? Is it mine?"

"This is the first time I've ever seen you. How could this be your child?" she said and her voice got firmer. "You need to leave!"

Colin looked at her for a long moment, then turned and walked away, leaving Leslie shaken and confused in front of her house.

***

Leslie spent the rest of the evening trying to find solace in the ultrasound photos and her nice dinner with Tom, but it was impossible to forget Colin's words. Fortunately, her husband was too excited, and they went to bed to celebrate quickly.

But a few hours later, Leslie woke up outside, dressed in an evening gown with no memory of how she got there. She returned inside, puzzled and scared, only to be met by her husband's worried eyes. "Leslie, what happened? Why are you dressed like that?" Tom asked.

"I don't know. I just woke up outside. I don't remember how I got there," she confessed, her voice tinged with fear.

Tom’s reaction was immediate and supportive, urging her to sit and have some coffee while suggesting another visit to the doctor. "This is serious... This could be something important, especially with the baby. We need to make sure everything is okay," he insisted.

Leslie nodded, speechless.

***

"I went to bed, and the next thing I knew, I was waking up outside," Leslie explained to the doctor, her anxiety making her fidget.

"It sounds like you're experiencing sleepwalking, Leslie," the doctor said, casting a clinical yet compassionate gaze toward her.

"Is it dangerous? What about the baby?" Tom inquired, visibly concerned.

"With precautions and treatment, we can reduce the risk... there shouldn't be any risk to the pregnancy," the doctor reassured them and advised them on a plan to overcome the condition.

***

Once back at home, Leslie sat on her couch while Tom got busy with something else. Her mind was racing. She knew then that Colin's words were probably true. Vague visions of cold but passionate nights crossed her thoughts. They may have slept together while she was sleepwalking. So, she could be carrying his child and not Tom's.

As she sat there, lost in her thoughts, her phone buzzed, breaking the silence. She picked it up and saw a message that made her heart stop. "Either you tell your husband the whole truth, or I will." Colin had sent it, and Leslie had no idea what to do… except, to talk to him, and perhaps offer him something else.

***

Leslie sat at a small, secluded table in the corner of a quiet café, nervously tapping her fingers on the surface. The sound of the café door opening made her heart skip a beat, and she looked up to see Colin walking towards her.

He sat down across from her, his expression serious. "Leslie, we need to talk about us, about the baby," he said, getting straight to the point.

Leslie took a deep breath, reaching into her purse. She pulled out an envelope filled with cash and slid it across the table to him. "This is for you. I want you to take this money and leave us alone. Forget about me, about the baby."

"I don't need your money, Leslie. I want to be part of your and the baby's life," Colin shook his head, shattering any hope Leslie had of resolving the situation quietly. "The child is mine. The timing matches up perfectly. You have a week to tell your husband everything. If you don't, I will."

With that parting ultimatum, Colin got up and left her alone. What he didn't know was that Leslie had already considered a backup plan. Her hands trembled as she reached for her phone and dialed 911.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know who to call. I want to file some charges. I was raped," she began, swallowing thickly.

The operator took down her details and told her an officer would be in touch. Leslie ended the call, her hands still trembling. She sat there for a long time, trying to process what she had just done. She had crossed a line, and there was no going back.

Leslie stood up from her chair at the café after several hours, feeling weak. She got a call from someone at the police station, urging her to get there to file the claim correctly, so she did. The problem is that she had to fabricate her entire story because she didn't remember the details.

She stayed at the station for a long time, until several officers brought Colin in. Their eyes met. His look of anger and disbelief cut through her. They placed him in a tiny cell, which was empty except for him.

Leslie approached it carefully. "Colin," she whispered. "I'll withdraw the complaint if you promise to keep quiet and not tell Tom anything."

Colin turned to her with a hard expression. "You're blackmailing me now? After you falsely accused me?" His voice was full of anger.

She felt tears coming. "Please. I'm begging you. I can't lose Tom. I can't lose our baby."

Colin shook his head. "I'm not going to lie for you, Leslie. That child is mine, and I have a right to be part of its life. I'll see you in court," he said, resolute.

Leslie walked away and met the officers, who told her she could go home. The walk to her place was so much harder, but her evening was about to get even worse. Tom returned home, sporting a grave expression, and she immediately sensed something was wrong.

Tom sat down heavily beside her on the sofa. "Today, I got a new client at work. It's a tough case," he said, his voice laden with emotion.

"What kind of case?" Leslie asked, putting her hand on his lap.

Tom looked at her, sadness in his eyes. "I got called to the police station My client is accused of rape. But he didn't do it," he shared, his voice cracking.

"Are you sure about that?" Leslie pressed, her anxiety rising. It can't be Colin.

"Yes, I'm certain," Tom affirmed. "He met a woman in a bar one night. They spent that night together, and then she kept coming back to him on several other nights. They slept together each time."

"Why did she decide to accuse him of rape?" she asked, despite understanding why Tom was telling her.

"He fell in love with her. When he found out she was married and confronted her, she denied knowing him," he explained, frustrated.

"And then what happened?"

"He threatened to tell her husband everything. So, she accused him of rape to get him out of her life," Tom concluded.

Leslie swallowed. "Tom..." she began, but he interrupted her.

"There's more. This woman is pregnant with my client's child and is lying to her husband, claiming the child is his," he continued.

Leslie hung her head, shutting her mouth.

"Leslie, is that true?" Tom's voice trembled as he asked.

"Tom, I... It wasn't intentional. I love you. It happened while I was sleepwalking," her voice filled with despair.

"Why didn't you tell me? Why lie? Obviously, I'm not representing him, but I can't fathom why you would orchestrate all this."

"I didn't know at first. I was sleepwalking, I think. And when I did, it was too late. Tom, I love you. I wanted us to raise this child together," she replied, sniffing as the tears fell.

"If you had been honest from the start, maybe I could have understood. But now..."

Leslie begged for forgiveness, but Tom, resolved yet pained, stated he couldn't live with her deceit. As he silently packed his belongings, her pleas intensified. But her husband was decided. He closed their front door softly behind him.

Collapsing in despair on the sofa, her grief was soon compounded by a sharp pain and the sight of blood, signaling a new crisis. In a panic, Leslie called Tom but received no answer. She dialed 911 and waited for an ambulance.

***

At the hospital, after the rush and blur of emergency care, Leslie lay in bed under the cold glow of medical lights. Her doctor entered her face a portrait of empathy. "Leslie, I'm very sorry to tell you this, but you lost the baby," she informed her with a soft, sorrowful tone.

Leslie turned away, tears streaming silently.

"I know this is incredibly hard," the doctor continued, offering the support of counselors. But Leslie only wanted to be alone to grieve.

After a while, a soft touch interrupted her sadness. "Leslie, I'm here for you," Colin said, attempting to offer comfort.

"Get away!" she lashed out, her grief turning to anger. "Get out of here! You ruined my life. I don't want to see you!"

As soon as Colin was gone, Leslie curled up on the bed, her sobs growing louder and more desperate. Eventually, her sobs subsided, leaving her feeling empty and drained. The pain was still there, a constant ache in her heart, but for the moment, she was too tired to feel it.

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