I was three-and-a-half months pregnant when I had my abortion. I am married and already had a 19 year old son and an 11 year old daughter. Things were not ideal at home for another baby. To begin with there was the worry of the possibility of us losing our jobs; we were only just managing to get from one month to the next as it was, and in addition we were having to deal with our oldest child who was going through some big problems.

Five years earlier, I had suffered a miscarriage and although I had been trying for a baby since then, when the pregnancy test showed positive it came like a bolt out of the blue. As the result sank in, I had a feeling that I should not say anything right away.

“Don’t tell anyone, until you’re sure you know what you want,” was my thought.

But I did not do that. Instead, I phoned my husband and immediately felt the pressure to terminate the pregnancy. He was adamant that he could not cope with another child. He said,

” If you have this child I will go under.”

I had every reason to believe that he would drink heavily and become abusive to my other children.

So my husband and I went to the doctors’ surgery where the Doctor examined me. He told me I was in the early stages of pregnancy, no more than 8 weeks. Because of this fact, I felt it was okay to have the abortion. Had I been further into my pregnancy and the baby more developed, I could not have faced following it through. My husband insisted that I was referred to the abortion clinic.