For a mother, there’s nothing quite as emotional as watching your child open his first present ever on Christmas morning, when just days prior you thought you wouldn’t be able to provide one.
I owe it all to my local pregnancy resource center.
I shouldn’t have been surprised; Boston Center for Pregnancy Choices in Massachusetts had been at my side for years, starting with my pregnancy three years prior. Homeless and jobless at 20 years old, I feared I would never be able to afford the necessary items for my unborn child and was left thinking abortion was my only option.
As an employee of Boston Center for Pregnancy Choices, my cousin urged me to apply for their pregnancy program. Knowing my deepest desire was to keep my son, he promised they would help provide and give me the head start I desperately needed to get back on my feet.
After my initial skepticism, I ultimately sent in an application and soon received the phone call that welcomed me to the center. It changed my life — and my two sons’ lives — forever.
Despite my young age, there was no judgment among the staff at the center. I was empowered within my situation and experienced love and kindness I had never known before. They never pushed me to make one decision over another but, rather, discussed all my options with me — and pledged their unending support, no matter what I would choose.
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