"I was 32 when I found out I was pregnant. My youngest child was only four months old at the time. I was a single parent working two jobs to support the six I already had. I couldn't bring another into the fold when we were barely getting by already.
I called my partner and told him. He was very supportive of the decision and offered to pay for all of it. He told me to make the appointment and he would drive. In Missouri, there is a 24 hour consent law, so I took myself the first day and put down a payment. The next day he brought me in and paid for the rest of the procedure.
There were women of all ages and social statuses in the waiting room. We were all there for the same reason. We stared at one another in our silent solidarity. The procedure was quick and relatively painless. They had someone there to talk to me and hold my hand the whole time. They were very supportive and kind. I had an IUD put in immediately following the procedure so this would never happen to me again.He dropped me off and asked if I was okay. I'm going to be fine, I told him. I went inside and laid down. I had a good long cry. I wasn't sad. I was relieved. All my stress and anxiety over what and how I was going to make it was gone.
That was almost three years ago. If given the same circumstances, I would do it again in a heartbeat. I know I made the right choice." —Nichole J