I took the choice to put the baby back in God’s hands, in the best care
I was 15 yrs old; scared with no one to fall onto. My mom had kicked me out because of my abusive brother and my sister had never spoken to me until I had moved in with her.
I am 16 yrs old now, about to be 17. At the time I only had my boyfriend (16 at the time) to depend on. We would constantly fight, saying he wanted no part of me or the baby, that it was a mistake and that he and I both knew it, when I know it was the child I always wanted. But knowing my situation, I knew that to have this baby would not be a good idea. I have no one and the baby would have a denial father.
I took the choice into my own hands and decided to put the baby back in God’s hands, in the best care. Till this day I wonder what I could have had - the good laughs and the smelly diapers. I always tell myself it was for the best and that my angels are always watching over me. I love you baby.