[Jannyroo]

I was a university student when I found myself pregnant. I was devastated. I didn't want to be pregnant, but I didn't want to take a life either. My father visited me and said he didn't want me to have an abortion and he encouraged me to go ahead with the pregnancy, so it was support of sorts at the time.

however, it was going to a pro life meeting at the university that unequivocally made me mind up for me. I saw the photos of small pieces of remains of an aborted child/foetus and I saw a perfectly formed tiny itsy bitsy foot - that did it for me. I burst into tears and when they came over to talk/comfort me, I said "I nearly did that to my baby". I'd only thought of it as an "it", not a baby, a life, a person. That brought it home to me, and when I finally decided for adoption, I felt that my conscience was better for having decided on life not death. From the methods used for abortion, I personally decided that they looked cruel and hurtful to the unborn child, so that was that.

Adoption and reunion has been very very hard and giving up my son scarred me for life, but I am very thankful I gave him life, because this precious son and I are now reunited (he searched for me! imagine!) and beginning a beautiful and most meaningful relationship, even though its the hardest thing I've ever had to cope with.