I just wanted to take a second and share my story with everyone to show how situations are rough at first, but time does heal all.

My story starts out with a very dark past. I was into drugs and was not really at my best. When I was 17 I started dating this guy who was a convicted felon for a non violent crime. He violated parole and was sent back to jail. He was in there for a good 9 months. I was 18 when he was released and I got a job and found a cheap apartment for us to live in. As soon as he got out we started doing drugs together and was not doing well as a couple. I found out I was pregnant when I was about 2 months pregnant. I knew only for a short time as the drugs caught up to me. I miscarried at the hospital with his father by my side (he was sleeping and could not be bothered). I was then told that my chances of carrying a child to full term would be difficult as I had issues with my uterus that I could not really understand at 18. I was very depressed and attempted suicide. I spent a couple days in the hospital and decided the best thing for me would be to leave this boyfriend. So I did.
Then about a couple months later I met someone else who changed my life! He was perfect for me and he got me to quit drugs and change my whole attitude... and of course here you think its happily ever after - yeah right! He was in college at the time and felt I was taking away from his studies as we were long distance, so we decided to break it off so I didn't ruin his future. We remained friends but I was devastated and did not think I could be strong enough without him.
I was right as I fell back into the same group of people where we started doing some drugs again. I met up with this one guy who was pretty cool, but into the same things as I was at the time so it seemed like a good match. And he told he he was sterile (GIRLS NEVER BELIEVE THIS ONE!) so we went on doing what we do. Well needless to say I got pregnant. I told him when I was about 2 months along and decided the best thing would be to just try and make it work together. He DEMANDED I get an abortion saying he was not ready to be a father. I refused knowing how hard a miscarriage was on me, I was not going to willing take the life of my child unsure if this could be the one I carry to full term or not. We stayed together only until I was into my 2nd trimester and he decided to break up with me once he could not convince me to get an abortion.
So there I was 4 months pregnant alone. Thinking nothing good could come out of this but my little miracle child. My parents were supportive of my decisions (thank god or else I would never have been able to make it through) and I decided to get myself clean for the baby. The worst fear I had in my head is no guy would ever want to date someone with a baby by another man. I was SO young too. Pregnant at 20, my due date was 2 months after my 21st birthday. It was going to make it really hard to meet someone when I had to be at home taking care of a newborn.
When I was about 6 months pregnant, Cory came back into my life(the good boyfriend). He had just graduated and heard my whole story. He said he did not know if he was ready to be in a relationship and frankly I did not think I was either. But he was a good friend and a very good support system for me as he helped me through it. Before you knew it we were together again because it just seemed so right.
I had a healthy baby boy on November 20, 2006. I was a month early but he was a healthy 6 lbs 12oz. My son is now 2 1/2 and Cory and I just got married. I just want to give every single mom out there hope that things can turn around just when you least expect them! Never give up on yourself or your dreams of a family!