I had a baby at 19 - I too felt that I couldn't cope with the thought of an abortion. He's now nearly the age I was when I had him and of course I wouldn't rewind time or change anything about him, and it goes without saying that I love him more than life itself. But I feel terribly, terribly guilty about the start I gave him. I tried my absolute best, but when I compare his early years to the early years of the children I had later in my 20s, there is no getting around it: he was at a significant disadvantage.
I also still, to this day, live with the financial impacts of having a baby so young. I'm reasonably intelligent, I had bright prospects, and they all fell apart when I had a baby young. Becoming a young parent set me back 10 years on where I could have been. Education went out the window - I tried many things but it was harder than I could have ever anticipated to concentrate and apply myself with a young child. It was then very difficult to find a job, any job, that I could fit around the baby - I couldn't have afforded to run a car if I'd have wanted one, so I was dependent on public transport, childcare times, and the fees often meant I'd have been working for virtually nothing. There were a couple of long spells in the early years I had no choice but to rely on benefits.
Although the pregnancy was unplanned, I had an enormously romanticised view of what becoming a parent would be like. Having a child of my own to love. I'd had a very tough upbringing, including abuse, I struggled with my mental health, and I felt that having this baby to love and nurture would mend everything, give me a purpose, a chance to be and do something positive.
In practice, when reality hit, the reality of holding a screaming colicky baby all night every night, having no idea what to do or how to help him, having nowhere to turn because none of my friends had babies, having no hope for the future or idea what I was going to do with my life, my mental health nosedived even further and I spent many years extremely depressed. I still struggle now all these years later.
We were ok in the end, but it was a long, hard, gruelling road to get here. I lost my youth and will never get that back, nor all the opportunities I missed. I just pray that my children won't lose theirs in the same way.
If I could press a button and undo it all now, would I? No, of course not. The hardships were worth it - I know that when I look at my beautiful son. But if I could press a button to guarantee that my children will never experience the difficulties I faced, and be able to enjoy their young freedom and approach their future without constantly coming up against barrier after barrier, would I press that?
Absolutely.