Well basically, I got pregnant when I was 15. My boyfriend was 14. We had been together for a year already and had gotten pretty serious. When my family found out I was pregnant, they went insane. Because I refused to have an abortion, my parents told me everyday that they prayed I would have a miscarriage. They screamed at me constantly and verbally abused me to the point that I actually thought I might miscarry due to stress and crying so hard all the time. Finally, I decided to give in and get an abortion because I felt so weak, my family hated me. They wouldn't let me speak to my boyfriend and it had been 2 months. My parents made the appointment, I went in to get evvaluated, the doctor determined that I was 10 weeks along and sceduled me for a D&E the following Saturday. Friday night I could not sleep. I got online and searched for information on abortion. What I found was horrifing and those images will stay with me for the rest of my life. The next morning they woke me up to take me to the clinic and I stated firmly that I was not going. I decided that regardless of what they said or did to me I was keeping my baby. They finally got over it.. and I am proud to say that I now have a beautiful little boy named Carter, he will be 1 year old the 24th of this month (May 24th 2007).. His father and I are still together, we are very happy and July 18th will be our 3 year anniversary. I just want to let everyone know that you can make it. I promise. No, it's not easy. But there is nothing that will ever compare to seeing that beautiful child smile, hearing he or she giggle, the first steps, the first \"Mama!\".. It is so amazing and I still cry when I think about what I almost did. He is my whole world and I wouldn't trade him for anything. . .
