On April 20th, 2018 I had a life changing event happen to me. On that day, I helped a couple become parents to a beautiful baby boy. I see him on occasion, he is growing so fast and he is a beautiful little man. I am proud of the decision I made and am happy I chose the family that I did to raise him. Even though I have moments of regret, guilt, sadness and I miss him terribly, I know deep down I made the right choice.



To be honest, I found out I was pregnant a little over 20 weeks gestational. I was actively going to have an abortion, until I found out that it was too late for me to have one. Although, I believe in the woman's right to choose. I am one that always said I would never have an abortion. However, I had never been in the situation I had found myself in. I was actively seeking abortion, but to this day I still question if I really would have gone through with it.



There were two families I had an opportunity to pick from when thinking about my options. I picked the one I felt most comfortable with. The one's who were most stable, had a huge support system, did not struggle over finances, and who could love my son as much if not more than I could. After having him, no matter who you are... You would have to be a complete monster to not feel the natural emotions that connect a mother to her child. You love that child just as much as you do your other children. Whether in your care or not, you would still die for them.