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The cramps were unbearable, and I had promised myself that I would never go through this again.
I am a mother to three young daughters...I could see no way for our family to survive another child with my husband feeling as strongly as he did.
I could afford to pay for the procedure, and as for the deadbeat father who said he would pay, he did not and didn't take me to the clinic either. I no longer cared, as I had nothing else to do with him.
Both abortion and adoption appealed to me.
And they don't realize the pain and emotions the women go through.
After my ultrasound, I was pulled in by a counselor who told me I wasn’t 12 weeks pregnant. I was actually 15 weeks and 4 days.