Rather than feel sorry for myself, I decided to turn the situation around. My life has taught me that good things can come from bad events, if you're willing to look for them. After all, the innocent child growing inside of me was not the criminal! I decided to have this baby, to finally have something that I could call my own, to give to a child what was never given to me.

Time went on at the station and word got out as I started to show. When asked who the father was, I'd matter-of-factly reply, "Doesn't matter, its just me and baby now" and I'd smile and rub my belly.

I was making decent money at my job and had a small one-bedroom apartment. Friends and co-workers graciously gave me gifts and hand-me-downs that would get me on my way once the baby was born. It may not have been the dream of a cat, a dog, a white picked fence and a nursery with all of the finest things, but it was ours--mine and Alex.

Alex was born weighing 7 pounds, 10 ounces. The most beautiful baby boy I'd ever seen--he was my whole world. Sure we've had some hard times and I've had to depend on others for help but somehow, there always seemed to be someone who would turn up when I thought I had nobody. Alex is now seven. He loves to play soccer, paint and go on hikes we me, my husband, Michael and our three-year old-- his sister, Shelby.

I cannot for a MOMENT imagine my life without my baby boy. I encourage any woman who sits at the crossroads of pregnancy to face the challenge head on and not give in to the easy ways out of today's society. With all of the means available to kill an unborn baby, it only takes a moment to make the wrong choice that you'll live with forever and, in time, come to regret.

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