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I was 22. I had just graduated from college and recently accepted into a teaching credential program. My ex-boyfriend and I just moved in together, everything was going in the direction it was supposed to.


In 2006, my husband and I were pregnant with our first child. ALL of our early screenings and tests were going fine with no signs of complications. It was at the 20 week level II ultrasound that instead of finding out the sex of my baby, my life changed forever.


After facing a 9-year grueling, exhausting, expensive repeating cycle of hope and devastation due to unexplained infertility, I found myself pregnant, the old-fashioned way. What an exciting surprise! My son, who was 3 at the time would finally have a much-loved sibling. My dream of a family was finally coming true.


As one who was always pro-choice, I always viewed abortion as a necessary evil. It was not something I would want to do, but would have to do if faced with a pregnancy I didn't want (at least that's how my line of thinking went when I was younger and not ready to be a mother).


My husband of 7 years and I had been trying to get pregnant for many years. When I finally saw that + on the test I was so happy I cried. It was not soon after that we started to get abnormal test results back.


I found out I was pregnant in May 2013. I was ecstatic, so was my partner. We had been trying for a baby for about a year.

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