I became pregnant with my first child last year in my late 30's! I was elated and filled with an unexplained amount of love for this being simply for being a part of me. I didn't know that my heart can open so big.

I was 29. I always wanted to be a mom. I had done everything "right."

I terminated my pregnancy due to medical conditions of the baby. I was very sad at the time as we tried for over six years to get pregnant with our second baby. On my 2nd round of Clomid (fertility drug) we were able to get pregnant with a beautiful baby girl. We did not find out anything was wrong with her until almost the 15-16th week.

I have been pregnant a total of eight times. I have three children at home, ages 17, 15 and 6. I am raising them in a loving, supportive and financially stable home. Now.

I am 27. I had no idea I was pregnant. I was still getting a period. Then all of a sudden, I didn't for a month. I took 5 pregnancy tests and they all came back positive. I told my boyfriend, who I live with later that day. He was scared but happy because he didn't know what we were going to do.

I had my abortion in 1971, pre Roe v. Wade, in NYC. I had never been outside my Southern state by myself before and I was terrified.