I've always been pretty proud of my relationship with my body. I listen to it, I love it, I touch it, I know it. At least until my nurse told me that I was pregnant.

One in three American women will have an abortion in her lifetime. I am one of them. At 23 years old I found myself faced with an unintended pregnancy. I was shocked.

I got pregnant the first time I had sex. I know because that's the only time we didn't use birth control. I didn't even think that was possible--the very first time?

I was 18 years old, and had only been in the military for less than a year. I had lost my virginity less than a year before all this. A few months before finding out I was pregnant (in spite of using condoms) I found out my mom had non-hodgkins lymphoma.

I have had an abortion. I am grateful that I was able to discuss the situation with my family and to be left to make the best decision for myself.

I was 25 and in a committed relationship. The condom broke on Saturday night. I don't know if you could get Plan B over the counter in 2001 but if you could I didn't know about it, so I waited until Planned Parenthood opened on Monday.