In 2000, I was a 32 year old, single mother of 12 year old and found out I was pregnant. I was scared and had little financial security. My parents were strict, fundamental, evangelical christians so there was NO support from them and I had placed a baby for adoption the year prior.

I had a baby before I was 18. I was unmarried and just could not face having an abortion, even though my close friend had one less than a year before I found out I was pregnant. When my baby was 9 months old, I found out I was pregnant again.

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.

I had an abortion at barely 16 years old. It wasn't my first idea, but I wasn't in a relationship and had been abusing drugs regularly.

My husband and I found out that we were having our second baby in January 2013. Extremely unexpected, but we were over the moon.

I was in college and had one crazy weekend with a guy leaving for the army. Found out I was pregnant and had a "no guilt" abortion.