I struggled with my health for along time. I was diagnosed with PCOS, was told I couldn’t have children, weighed 220 at my highest. But then I started taking medications, vitamins and started losing weight in a year I went from 220 to 110. Then slowly gained a bit to a healthier weight and I am 33 and about 130. I was supposed to have foot surgery as I have recurring bones spurs in my left foot (this was my second surgery), but I couldn’t do it due to having a positive pregnancy test.
I have a lot going on this year. I am currently looking for a social work masters internship for this coming fall and spring. Winters where I’m at suck. I am lots of money in debt. Working two dead end jobs until I graduate next May. And my foot really needs to be fixed. So I came to the conclusion to abort even though I don’t want to but I don’t want to bring a baby into the world with no funds and being gone for long hours with working and an internship.
I would like to know others honored their unborn child to remember them. I know I’ll never forget but I would like to do something to honor them.
Thanks for reading. I needed to get this out.