Part 1

In July 2008 I found out I was pregnant. I was alone and in denial. I didn't want to believe I was responsible for this new life. I wasn't ready to face a pregnancy by myself, but I also wasn't prepared to share this pregnancy with the birth father. He was in jail and was abusive, he didn't deserve to be a part of our lives. I told my parents the night I found out, they weren't hard on me like I thought they would be, but instead I felt their love for me more than ever that night. I'd be lying, if I said I wanted this pregnancy, but I knew this life inside of me deserved a chance. I decided to hold off on telling my siblings, I knew they would be angry and upset. Since I was already angry and upset with myself I couldn't handle making things worse. I never admitted to anyone how much I loved this child who was growing inside me, until July 28th 2008, my mother took me to LDS Family Services to meet with a counselor. When I first met her I didn't like her, its like she could she right through me and it made me seem so vulnerable. She said what I needed to hear and she didn't care if it offended me, and I love her for it. I knew from the very minute I found out I was pregnant I had to place this child for adoption. I felt it. I just knew. This child deserves a better than me, than what I can give. I can give the most perfect love, unconditional love, unselfish love. But I couldn't give my child a good father, a father who loved his mother and a father who would be there for my child. That's when I decided, placing my baby in another families arms would be the best for my baby and this is my journey.  

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Introduction

Better late than never, as cliche as that sounds I find it very true. I am a birthmom, I placed my beautiful little boy about a year and a half ago. (I can't beleive its even been that long, how time flys) As I have been becoming more proactive in supporting adoption, I wish to share my ups and downs with those who need the support, for those who have or are going through the same process I went through and even for those who are just simply wanting to know more. For myself it's hard to believe I not only had the strength to place my little boy but to find a life for myself afterwards. Believe me, it wasn't easy but I did it, with the support of my family and friends, and most inmportantly with the love of Christ. Before I begin my story I feel like I should just express my gratitude for adoption, what a blessing for my child! I know I could've been a great mother but I couldn't give my son what he truely needed, a stable father who could give my son the blessings of a temple sealing. I will go into more detail about my story a little later, for now I just wished to introduce myself and share a few quick feelings.