I was 20 years old when I found out I was pregnant. I had gotten a copper IUD inserted just 4 months before when I began dating my then-boyfriend who wanted to have sex without condoms.

I was 25. I had no idea I was pregnant for the first 12 weeks. I took a trip home to Pennsylvania from New Mexico where I was living and found my body rejecting alcohol, smoking, and chocolate milk.

I was 21 at the time, I had been dating Ian for over a year and a half, when I became pregnant. I found out I was pregnant mothers day weekend of 2011.

I first had sex shortly before I turned 17, but knew well beforehand that if I were to ever get pregnant before I was ready to raise a baby, I would have an abortion.

My mouth began to open wide like a scream and I couldn't shut it at all.

In the spring of 2009 I gave birth to my second child Ethan. He had red hair, big blue eyes, and owned my heart from the moment he was conceived. However, in October of that year he started getting sick.