A letter from a birthmother…
When I found out I was pregnant, I was so angry! I was mad at my boyfriend and myself. We already had one child and there was no way we could afford another. He wanted me to have an abortion and I said “that was not a possibility”. I was the one that would have to go through it, not him. I was so mad that he would even suggest it. When I told him I wasn’t going to have... an abortion, he left me.
I had a lot of questions going through my head. How was I going to support the three of us? How could I give this baby all it needed when I could barely support the child I already had and myself?
Every time I asked my boyfriend for help, we would just fight. I knew I had to make a decision and fast. I started looking in the phone book for abortions when I saw an ad for abortion alternatives. I called the adoption place and started to talk to a counselor who spent an hour talking to me on the phone. The next day she came to my hotel to talk to me some more.
By then, I knew the adoption decision was the right choice for me and the baby. I had so many questions for my counselor and she answered all them patiently. She never once got annoyed with my questions. She told me “it was the love for my baby that would help me get through this. Women don’t place their babies up for adoption because they don’t love them but because they do love them”.
I was able to pick and meet the adoptive parents I wanted for my child. We went to dinner and they were so wonderful with my daughter (that I currently parented). We ate dinner and talked and talked and talked. I asked them if they would be with me when I had the baby and they got so excited.
The day I had to say good-bye to my son was not as hard as I thought it would be. I knew that he was going to be loved and cared for and all his needs were going to meet. I do love him so much.
It has been 2 years and I still get pictures and updates for my son. I never question my decision. I still know that in my heart and soul it was the best decision I have ever made.