I was raised in a pro-life household. When I was 19 I got pregnant by a boy and I wanted to go through with the pregnancy but everyone around me stood against me. My mother threatened to take the baby when it was born. the “father” threatened to take the baby when it was born if I didn’t have an abortion and I was living on the streets and back and forth between friends houses with no job. I felt as if all odds were against me so I did what I was convinced to be “humane” for the child and I went through with an abortion at 15 weeks 3 days. (I’ll never forget it my due date was Oct 8th) I was never completely sure about it, I had my doubts and their “counselor” didn’t help. It would be better for me is what they said. They had me come in 48 hours before the procedure to do an ultrasound and determine how far along I was. The woman at the desk told me they KNEW THE SEX of the baby, when I asked what it was she said and I quote (because these words still HAUNT me) “I can’t tell you because then you might not go through with the procedure or if you do, knowing would only haunt you.” 24 hours before the procedure I went in and they said they would have to open my cervix. They used seaweed sticks and gauze in order to do that. They told me that the process could not be reversed. The next 24 hours were painful!! I did nothing but cry. I went in the next day to have the abortion done. I could feel the tugging and pulling as they vacuumed out the baby. I was so drugged up from their medicine that I couldn’t even recognize the faces in there. I kept asking who they were what they were doing. I remember one of them saying “Don’t worry it will all be over soon.” I remember waking up in another room “the recovery room” and seen my friend there. I promised God after that I would NEVER have another abortion again. I kept that promise and God blessed me with 3 beautiful healthy kids with my husband, but that wasn’t without it’s complications either. Because of the abortion and having A- blood and my husband having A+ blood (not being able to have the rogham shot) all 3 of my kids were born with jaundice, I had to go in twice a week for my blood to be drawn to make sure my blood wasn’t attacking my children’s blood enough to harm their kidneys and their liver. I thank God the only thing wrong with them was the jaundice. And sometimes even 13 years after the abortion I still wonder if my baby was a boy or a girl. I AM pro-life now. I don’t feel a hypocrite being pro-life because of a horrible uneducated decision I made years ago. It is not something that I am proud of, and I don’t tell most people my story. If you know anyone that can benefit and be educated with my story please let them hear it because family planning won’t truly educate teenagers or women. Also if there are any that yell at these women that they are baby killers, maybe it would be better to put an arm around them. I know that there are protocols to protesting, but Jesus wouldn’t have yelled across the street that they were horrible baby killers.