“I was coerced into having an abortion by my parents who threatened to abandon me if I chose to continue my pregnancy. We were the typical Suburban facade, our lawn dyed as green as my parents were supportive.”

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“I was coerced into having an abortion by my parents who threatened to abandon me if I chose to continue my pregnancy. We were the typical Suburban facade, our lawn dyed as green as my parents were supportive.”
“I was expecting a few ounces to get him some breastmilk once or twice a day. She sent me home with 300 ounces of milk!”
“I lay in premature labor at 17 years old, as If I wasn’t terrified enough already. I made a decision that evening as I laid in the hospital bed ready to bring my son into the world. I was going to prove that doctor wrong. I was going to grow up in the next few hours and prepare myself to raise this child as an adult, not a teenager. This boy was going to become my entire world and I was going to be his. And while I wasn’t sure how difficult the journey was going to be, I was going to take it.”
“It was HILARIOUS. All the mama’s lined up with babies in hand. On the count of three they sat their babies down and ran behind me! It was total chaos, but absolutely adorable.”
“He had been complaining about his back hurting Does he have a UTI?” Then what to my wondering eyes should appear but a little ole Starburst jelly bean…”
“This was something I thought I had prevented. I don’t want to see another baby go through this. The doctors told me it’s very common in this area, but this is the first I have ever heard of it.”
“There was no logical reason, in our minds, to start a family. But, as soon as those girls locked eyes on mine I knew… I would kill or die for them.”
“We were stuck. Average family of 6 living the American Dream. Neck deep in a 30-year mortgage.”
“You don’t know a mother’s challenges, strengths, weaknesses…her life. You don’t know any of it.”
“I rapidly started to gain weight. I’m talking double-digit, rapid weight gain. No matter what I did to get rid of it, I kept packing it on. Each month, I was waiting longer and longer for my cycle. I said to the operator, ‘I am upstairs, last door on the right. I am losing a lot of blood rapidly. Please hurry.’ I don’t remember speaking after that.”