No Regrets…

This email came in a few days ago. It's worth a read...

I got pregnant shortly after my 19th birthday. I was scared out of my mind, pacing the bedroom, and completely unsure of what do to. My boyfriend suggested abortion, and it was an option I considered seriously even though I had never read the facts or seen pictures of an aborted fetus. I was working 15 hour days to pay the rent and was addicted to cigarettes - something I wasn't sure I was ready to quit for the benefit of a person I had never known. I ignored it for the first couple of weeks because I was so undecided. Finally I told my boyfriend that I didn't want an abortion, but if he would set up the appointment and take me to it, I would go without a fight.

He never did.

In a few months my belly started to swell, and my work jeans were starting to not fit anymore. I was tired all of the time, and emotional over every little obstacle. I felt nothing from this baby or for this baby, and was starting to regret our decision. Then I felt her kick, and right then and there I knew we had done the right thing. I wouldn't have traded those tiny butterflies for a billion dollars and each day that I woke up and felt her move, it was like winning the lottery a thousand times over. I stopped smoking early and felt better about it each day. I ate right and took my vitamins. I never missed a prenatal appointment. Every opportunity I had to learn about the person inside of me I took.

Nine months later, I gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. I was totally awestruck. I really thought about killing this wonderful miracle? She opened up her grey eyes and stared at me with confused wonder, and I almost cried seeing how tiny and helpless she was.

She's three months old now, and it's been a rough, rocky road to be sure. But I do not now, nor will I ever, regret the hardest decision I ever made. She's too beautiful and I sit and wonder how I could've ever given my consent to have an abortion. I love her very much.