30 years old. 2 kids, 6 and 2.5. Found out I was pregnant and my whole world crashed. We were struggling financially, I was in desperate need of a job because 1 income wasn’t cutting it anymore. Our rent was constantly late, bills never paid on time, sometimes we had barely any food in the cupboards to send our oldest to school with. We both knew it was the best option, though heartbreaking. 2 weeks after my abortion, I applied for my dream job. Guess what? I got it. The universe has a plan for everyone. I have comfort knowing that if we had this baby, this job never would have happened and we would be struggling even more. I think about this baby all the time, but I know we made the right decision.