I had an abortion at 16 weeks. I was 27. My boyfriend and I had just bought a house. Having a child was not planned, but we were not avoiding having children. So I got pregnant.

I'm the woman the politicians don't want you to think about. Stable marriage, decent education, stay at home mother to a five year old, 32 years old and one who desperately wanted more children.

14 years ago today my son was born. He weighed in at 1lbs 10oz. Had the sweetest little cheeks and a full head of the blackest hair I'd ever seen...he had ten tiny little fingers and ten tiny little toes... he was also very broken inside...

I was teaching junior high in a small rural town. I was 2.5 mos pregnant & very excited about the baby. Then, a strain of measles called rubella hit our school. Because I got no rad or any symptoms, I thought I was OK.

I had no idea how important abortion was until I found out the hard way that it can be the only way to end a pregnancy.

I have had two abortions. I had my first abortion when I was twenty-three. I was employed, saving to travel the world, and madly in love. Unfortunately he was on the other side of the world that I wanted to travel to and a very bad letter writer.