I had ovarian cysts. my OB/GYN told me children were extremely unlikely. Since we wanted (nah, he DEMANDED) children, I dropped all forms of birth control. Led a very stressful life with this idiot. After a huge drunken blow out, and a violent night I left him. Six weeks later I found out I was pregnant. God does have a sense of humor. I was a few months along, and blamed stress, but when my breasts were sore, and my tummy expanded, and I was gassy, I knew what it must be, even in the face of MDs telling me it wouldnt happen in my world.