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I thought I would start a thread for people who were almost aborted or thought of having an abortion.

I'll start.

When I was 17, I got pregnant. When I did the test, I admit, the thought of abortion ran through my head.... but it left just as quickly.
Now I have a beautiful 8 month old son named Rayden.

I am proud to say I am pro-life, and will be holding a pro-life gathering this summer in Ontario.


Here is a pic of the two of us.

@ Topaz: You and your baby boy are amazingly beautiful. Congratulaions, dear.

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@ Broorel: Amazing story. Proof that miracles do happen.

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Both stories prove this. I applaud the both of you for your courage and endurance and, most importantly, the love you both kept alive in your hearts that it took to turn down abortion. Bravo, I say.

Bravo.

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I think both of you are strong women and I am proud of you for your descisions.

I wasn't almost aborted, and I've never been pregnant, but one of my friends was almost killed because of abortion. A couple of local churches got together and my highschool put together a day of silence. We participated in the national day of silence in protest to abortion. To show our support of prolife, we didn't talk all day and marked ourselfs with red duct tape. It was really cool. A lot of people couldn't understand why we were doing what we were doing, but they should read your stories and see how valuble human life really is.

Again, you two are inspirational.

I loved to read your stories, and here's mine. Not a happy ending, though.

I was 16 when I took the test. It was positive and for a while I was in a panic. How could a high-school student take care of a baby? I hadnt put much thought on the issue, but I was starting to lean on the pro-life side. Then it came to me, abortion suddenly wasnt a thing that happens to other people. I didnt tell many people, only my best friend. (Oh, please dont flame me for not telling my bf, I was going to...) My friend was a "real" pro-choicer. He told me that he'd support me no matter how I choose. I chose to keep the baby, take care of it as well as I could. Sadly, things didnt turn out so well.

One morning I woke up in terrible pain. My stomach was aching and cramping. It felt like burning daggers stabbed into my lower stomach. I couldnt understand what it was, not even when I noticed the blood. There was not much of it, but when I went to the shower to clean it off... Well maybe I've said enough of that. The same day, I went to see the doctor who had taken my test. She pointed me to a gynecologist who took the remains of my baby out of my womb.

The miscarriage triggered a severe case of depression in me, and I'm still getting over it. I go to therapy sessions two times a week, for one and a half years now, and still I burst into tears writing this.

I wasnt sure if this was a "survival story" in the sense you mean it, but my surviving was quite a miracle after where I was... I was put into a mental hospital for three months for it. My scars are slowly healing, but I know for certain I'd be dead, would I have been pressured into killing him/her. I blame myself enough already.

After what happened to me, I feel bitter and angry at every single woman who decides to kill her baby. In the beginning, I couldnt control this feeling, but now I'm growing to be used to it. I guess it's called being Pro-Life.

(And umm... it's 4:30 AM, so I might have some mistakes in my writing... I'll check it later.)

First of all thank you for all of your support, it means alot to me.

Secondly, Aura I am so sorry for your loss, you'll be in my prayers.

Thanks everyone!

That story is so sad Aurora, I am very sorry for you, but am proud at the same time that you have come so far.

I had a miscarriage when I was 16, then had Rayden about a year later... so I know how hard it is.

Good luck with everything.

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I'm... actually... crying...

That's so amazingly terrible. I'm so sorry, dearest.

You're in my prayers.

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This photo is me with my second daughter, Galatea.
When I found out I was pregnant with her, I had just broken things off with her father. He had been somewhat emotionally abusive and he had cheated on me and threw both myself and my almost 3 year old daughter, Torri (<--- Torri at about 4 years) out of the house we were living in together. He then took in the girl he had cheated on me with.

I didn't know what to do. My friend and her boyfriend had taken us in. We were sharing a very small room and had to deal with my friend's boyfriend's constant smoking (I was worried for Torri because asthma runs in her father's family). I felt like I wanted to die. I could never have had an abortion because I felt so very strongly against it, but I just wanted to kill myself. It hurt just to go through everyday life. I didn't hate the baby inside of me, but I was scared. It was the very fact that she was inside of me that kept me alive, because I couldn't bear the thought of hurting my baby in any way.

I think back on the way I felt then and I cry. (I'm crying now... I always do) because Teya is such a joy to me. I can't imagine my life without her, I was very badly depressed and she kept me going (and, yes, having her older sister helped as well! 3nodding ). (Teya at almost 2 years)

I would neve had become pregnant with Teya if it hadn't been for the fact that this other woman had been poking holes in Teya's father's condoms because she wanted him to get her pregnant! mad It turns out that he did, we were both about the same amount of time along (he must have knocked us both up within 24-36 hours of eachother!). He had lied to us both. I eventually gave him another chance (although it ended up not working out for us in the end...) and we moved back in together in a place that was under my name so that he couldn't do what he did before to me. I know that I was stupid for ever believing him, but I don't care now because Teya is worth all of that pain.

Susan, the other girl, couldn't handle the fact that he wasn't with her after she had caused all of these problems with her deception. She became very destructive to her own health (which scared me because she was also the mother of a young boy as well...). She began doing all of those terrible things that the pro-choice people say will happen if abortion were to become unaccessable. She drank heavily and started doing cocaine. She punched herself in the stomache and continued to do things that she knew would be detrimental to her pregnancy...

Now, I just feel so bad! Like it's my fault that she miscarried! sad I NEVER would have had an abortion, or done anything bad to myself that could harm my baby (regardless of the fact that I hated the situation I was in). I wish now that I could go back in time and never take Earl back. So, maybe Susan would have had the support that she needed in order to not do such terrible things! crying

I just feel so blessed to have my beautiful daughters. I feel like I don't deserve either of them because I'm not the best mother in the world, but I'm constantly trying like hell to be better! I really can't understand how Susan could have done such things just because she suddenly didn't want the baby that she went out of her way to have in the first place. I'll never understand her selfish behavior over this. And I'll probably never stop feeling this guilt that I have over her baby's death.

(<---- Torri holding a brand-new Teya)