I found out I was pregnant four weeks after a company Christmas party in which I became very intoxicated and slept with a coworker. He had lied to me and told me that he and his girlfriend had broken up. When I told him I was pregnant, he questioned paternity and his girlfriend wanted me to abort. I’m a devout Catholic, though I hadn’t been to church in some time, and knew that the baby inside me was a life. I am extremely blessed to say that I now have an almost 4-year-old daughter who is my world. Her father chose not to see her and I chose not to pursue child support. I have a wonderful job where I have worked for six years. My daughter has everything she needs and wants. I recently purchased a home in the town where I grew up and where my family lives.
I suffered severe postpartum depression which at one time made me want to take both my daughter’s and my life. I also suffered a hemorrhage after my c-section that caused me to lose 75% of my blood and has likely left me unable to carry any more children. If not for my family and a great team of doctors, my daughter and I would likely be dead.
I am blessed with a wonderful support system who has stood by me. The grace of God saved me and now we attend Mass weekly and love going to additional church activities. My church family has accepted me, a single mom, faults and all.
I am not courageous. My support system is courageous. They stood by me, took care of my baby when I was too ill after birth and again when I suffered debilitating depression and didn’t want to get out of bed, let alone hold my child. I thank God for them and credit them for being instruments of God’s grace.