Happy 2nd Birthday, My Love

Author: Anonymous
Baby Name: Pumi
Birth Date: March 27, 2015
Abortion Date: August 23, 2014

I was 17 and absolutely terrified. I was going into my senior year of high school and I didn’t even have a job. Your father and I weren’t on good terms at the time and your grandmother wasn’t having it. When I found out I was pregnant, I screamed over and over how I wasn’t ready and that I didn’t want you. I was so scared but I didn’t mean it. I loved you. I still do. I just didn’t have a choice. My mom was gonna kick me out and my dad was gonna let her. I had NO ONE and I had nothing to give you. I had an awesome childhood and I wanted you to be able to have that too but I knew you wouldn’t. I wanted you to have two parents that were married and loved each other but I couldn’t give you that either. All I had was love and unfortunately, that wasn’t enough. I was so scared of what people would think. I didn’t want to be labeled as another statistic: Young, black, single and pregnant. I wasn’t going out like that. However, the last thing I wanted to do was to let you go altogether. I considered adoption and even just keeping you and raising you myself but my mother wouldn’t allow it. She basically forced me to have an abortion. I didn’t know until after the fact that what she did was illegal but still, there was nothing I could really do. All of this doesn’t matter now. All that matters is that I’ve spent today would’ve been your second birthday and I would’ve done anything for you to be here to enjoy it. I love you with all my heart, Pumi. Please forgive me  3.27.15