I got pregnant back in 1973 while on the pill about six months into what was becoming an exclusive relationship. However, there was no real commitment yet and I was also drinking heavily (have now been sober 36 years). There was no doubt that I was not ready to be a mother. My abortion was safe and done by my Ob/Gyn LEGALLY (because of Roe v. Wade). I had some post-partem sadness which I think is natural. No one wants to have to have an abortion. Four years later I married the father and we had two daughters. We certainly didn’t know at the time that we would end up together but it was absolutely the right choice, given how immature we were. And it made motherhood, when it finally happened, that much more precious to me.