When I discovered that I was pregnant, like most 19 year olds with an unplanned pregnancy, I was terrified. I was scared of what my parents would say or do, that I was going to be a disappointment, and about my financial future. I was certain I couldn’t financially support and provide all the care a baby needed. I was a part-time student and a part-time employee. I earned a very decent living for a person my age, but certainly not enough to support a baby I thought. I also was living at home and sharing an already tightly spaced room with my older sister. I was sure my only choice was abortion.

So I went to Planned Parenthood the following Friday. Every day that passed before my visit to the abortion clinic I thought of telling my parents and trying to think of ways I could keep my baby. I had already bonded with the tiny person inside me and would have little conversations with him. I even told my sister and best friend, Jadrien, that I was pregnant, but fear always overcame my rational thinking. I drove to the clinic that Friday. I was surprised to see a nurse so quickly and taken to a room. She had me sign waiver papers releasing the responsibility from Planned Parenthood if anything were to go wrong. Then she handed me the first pill and a cup of water to wash it down. I didn’t know it then, but this pill would cut off the baby’s food supply and cause him to stop growing and thriving. I stared at the pill in my hand and became overwhelmed with sadness and the feeling that I was making a terrible mistake. But yet again, the fear I had of being pregnant overcame all other emotions, and I took the pill.

On the drive home I was consumed with guilt and regret. I cried the whole way home. Ironically, it also poured rain the entire night. I felt like Jesus was crying for what I had done. When I got home I told my sister what I had done, and that I wanted to fix it and reverse it somehow. We started looking online at what we could do and we came across a website discussing a reversal process, and it had a phone number. I was filled with hope, but also doubt that it was real or attainable. Once I called the number, I came in contact with the hotline nurse, Elizabeth Delgado, who took my information and said she would call me back in an hour or two once she found something. They say the most sincere prayers come from hospital rooms, death beds and those in the midst of a tragedy. Well, I know that to be true, because during the time I was waiting for Elizabeth to call me back, I prayed for my baby’s life harder than I have ever prayed for anything before.

I felt like my soul was crying and pleading with the Lord on behalf of my baby’s life. I know God heard my prayer because Elizabeth called me back with the answer to my prayers: Patsy and Willie from the San Juan Diego center. I went to see Patsy the next morning at 7 am, less than 12 hours since I took the first pill. Of course, I was nervous, but I decided I had to trust the solution that God had provided me with. The morning I was scheduled to go and see Patsy, she called me and made sure I was coming, she even asked if I needed a ride. I took her call as a sign that I was doing the right thing.

When I got to the San Juan Diego center, Patsy reassured me that they could save my baby and that everything was going to be okay. She also showed me a model of a 6 week old baby which was the age of mine and I looked at how real and beautiful the baby was even when it was only six weeks old. I think a common misconception about babies and one that the abortion industry loves to promote, is that young babies in utero are only cells and aren’t real people. This is entirely untrue and when I saw that model I couldn’t believe that I almost ended my little baby’s life. I came home that day and told my parents everything and about the reversal process I was undergoing. My mom was very receptive and came to meet Patsy and Willie the next day and supported me with love my entire pregnancy and still supports me to this day.

Everything fell into place after that and I remember hearing my son’s heartbeat for the first time around Thanksgiving. Then in July, I gave birth to a perfectly healthy, beautiful 9 1/2 pound baby named Ezekiel which means “God strengthens” because that’s what God did. He protected and strengthened my baby against the abortion pill’s effects through Dr. Delgado and Dr. Davenport’s reversal process.

I am for forever changed into a new person because of my son and what I went through to bring him into this world. He is the absolute best thing that has ever happened to me and I am so blessed to have him as my son. God says children are a blessing and a gift from above, and I cannot agree more. I hope everyone when faced with this choice chooses life, but thankfully, if they make a mistake like mine, there’s a second chance, which is the reversal process.