Grace's Story

I met my future husband when I was 20.  We are the same age.  We dated for a couple of years before ever having sex.  Being a strong Christian, I didn�t believe in pre-marital sex.  Well, of course one thing led to another, and we gave in.  No excuses - I became pregnant.  I will NEVER forget that feeling I got as I watched that �second line� appear on the pg test.  To this day, I sometimes replay it in my mind.  I can see it as clearly as if it were yesterday. 

    I was in total and complete DENIAL.  As a matter of fact, I didn�t even go buy a test until I was like 6 weeks LATE!  So by then I was already 10 or 11 weeks pg.  I went to a Dr. and had it confirmed, and they did an ultrasound.  I cried that entire day.  We had differing views.  My boyfriend couldn�t deal with it�period.  He wouldn�t come right out and say �abortion�, but he implied it.  I wanted to keep the baby.  We had so many talks about it, and I cried every time.  I must have cried every single day.  I still remember the night we had �THE� discussion.  I was absolutely mortified.  He wasn�t backing down.  I also knew my family would be totally devastated.  I was ashamed, embarrassed, you name it.  So after having TONS of discussions a/b it, he eventually wore me down.

    I am totally and completely ashamed of myself for not being stronger.  I should have stood up for my baby.  But having the same conversation over and over can really take a toll on you.  I was scared and stupid, and I let that overpower me.  I remember feeling completely numb as we drove to the clinic.  I couldn�t believe I was actually doing this.  I had always been PRO-life.  As the nurse was holding my hand, and the medication was starting to make me drowsy, I remember thinking, �What if I change my mind, but the medication knocks me out and I can�t tell anyone?�  Then it would be too late.  That is SUCH a vivid memory to this day. 

    After all was said and done, I went home an empty shell.  My life has not been the same since.  I crawled up into a black hole, and have never managed to find my way out.  My boyfriend and I broke up a/b a year later, but ended up getting back together, and now we are married.  My husband has grieved a lot over the years too.  I�ve seen how much pain this has caused him as well.  Now he completely blames himself for all of it.  Though I tell him that I ultimately made the decision b/c it was my body, he won�t even listen.  All he says is, �But I�m the one who pushed you.  You wouldn�t even TALK a/b abortion.  I made you do it� 

    Every year on THE day, we sit and talk about it.  He usually sends me flowers or does something special to let me know he hasn�t forgotten.  After we got married, we naturally started talking about children.  I was convinced that I didn�t deserve any, and God wasn�t going to give me any.  And if he did, he/she would have health problems that would be all my fault.  Either that, or we would have a horrible time trying to conceive.  I wasn�t just considering this, I was convinced of it. 

    Well, I got pg on the first try.  I found out on Mother�s Day (May 13, 2001), which was also my husband�s B-day.  I thought it was too good to be true.  But pg tests don�t lie.  I remember waiting anxiously for the results of the test and thinking back on how I felt years ago.  Back then, I didn�t want to even LOOK at the stick afraid of what I might see.  This time, I couldn�t take my eyes off of it!

    Before my first OB appt, I started spotting.  I was a/b 5 weeks along.  Naturally, I thought, �Here we go.�  Since I was not very far along, all the ultrasound showed was a �sac�.  They made me wait another week to see if there was even a heartbeat.  Let me tell you � that was the LONGEST week of my life!  Everything turned out fine.  I now we have a beautiful daughter!  I honestly don�t know what I would do without her!  She is the LIGHT OF MY LIFE!!!  I am amazed that God has allowed me to have such happiness, and sometimes I still think it�s too good to be true.

    Even though my tx was almost 8 years ago, it stays �fresh on my mind� as if it happened yesterday.  I could even describe to you the wallpaper in the recovery room � exactly what the nurse that supported me through it looked like � I could tell you what I was wearing � what the weather was like � It is all literally burned into my brain forever.

If you would like to seek advice about your unplanned pregnancy, I'd be happy to offer advice and support through e-mail.

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GRACE
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