I made an adoption plan for my fourth child. It was the second time I had gotten pregnant after my tubal ligation. I considered having an abortion, but my friends Kathy and Scott kept entering my mind. I met them through their son, who is my age. He called me one day asking me if I could get some pot for his parents, and so I did, I met them, and we became friends. She helped me out a lot while I was pregnant with my 3rd child, and had a young son the same age as my son who she conceived with a donor embryo. Her husband worked for Boeing and made mega bucks, but he got transferred to the Charleston office, so they moved just the day before baby 3 was born.
While she was here I watched her struggle to have one more baby. I didn't understand why after having 2 children in her early twenties, raising her sister's kid, and then having the youngest son in her early fourties, she would want another baby. I watched her get scammed by surrogates and lose thousands. I knew they were good people, atheists, liberals, and great parents so I called her and asked her if she would like to adopt my baby.
If I would've given him up to strangers I would've had nothing but a gigantic book of Christians to consider as possible parents. I would have gotten an abortion then. At least now I know the morals and values he is getting are secular and logical. Now I get to drive my happy ass to Charleston and see him this weekend for the first time since he was 2 weeks old. So happy I could shit pink pickles. Here's the little guy, Kai, now:
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Living it up on Folly Beach!
The reason I went into the pregnancy crisis branch of counseling is because I know what it feels like. Some women just NEED an abortion and they need someone who will hold their hand, support them, and most importantly- NOT JUDGE THEM.
That's me.
While she was here I watched her struggle to have one more baby. I didn't understand why after having 2 children in her early twenties, raising her sister's kid, and then having the youngest son in her early fourties, she would want another baby. I watched her get scammed by surrogates and lose thousands. I knew they were good people, atheists, liberals, and great parents so I called her and asked her if she would like to adopt my baby.
If I would've given him up to strangers I would've had nothing but a gigantic book of Christians to consider as possible parents. I would have gotten an abortion then. At least now I know the morals and values he is getting are secular and logical. Now I get to drive my happy ass to Charleston and see him this weekend for the first time since he was 2 weeks old. So happy I could shit pink pickles. Here's the little guy, Kai, now:
Living it up on Folly Beach!
The reason I went into the pregnancy crisis branch of counseling is because I know what it feels like. Some women just NEED an abortion and they need someone who will hold their hand, support them, and most importantly- NOT JUDGE THEM.
That's me.
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