Is there love after abortion?

Over two years ago, way before I started writing for Girl w/Pen, Alison Piepmeier wowed me with an essay about getting an abortion and how her decision made with her husband was a love story:
...the story I most want to tell—and one I have never heard—is of abortion as an intimate part of a couple’s life together.  Our abortion was a love story. I’d worried that Walter and I were rejecting a gift from the universe.  What I discovered, though, was that when we stripped away the distractions of everyday life so that we could make this difficult decision together, it bound us together as surely as if our choice had been different—and as it turns out, that was the gift.
Every once in awhile their story returns to me. I often don't know why it stumbles into my brain and says, "Hey! Ponder me!" but it does. This morning it returned to me yelling, "Why?!"

I was half-listening to WBEZ's 848 and some story about a man running away from his life. Original, I know. But what hooked my brain to jolt me from my grant writing was a line about how when he was 22 his girlfriend got pregnant. The story begins with him recalling how happy his girlfriend just was, despite her belief that she wouldn't had been happy. Then he runs off in the car and comments about how if he just admitted that he didn't want the baby there would be an abortion and "well, that would be the end."

I'm taking that line to mean that would be the end of their relationship. See, that's where Alison & her husband come in. Why? Why would having an abortion mean the end of a relationship? Are Alison &  her husband the only couple to abort a pregnancy (not for medical reasons anyway) and remained in love? I just don't believe it.

Are we socialized to believe that despite study after study saying that women overwhelmingly feel relief after an abortion, that two adults in love must break up? That having an abortion dooms their romance? The story on 848 ends without conclusion about the pregnancy, so I have no idea what happened. What if he returned and confessed his true feelings and she admitted that she felt the same way? Alison seemed to have talked herself into wanting to carry the pregnancy to term, but realized it wasn't the right decision.

Doing a web search for abortion stories, I ran across this story of a married couple with children who chose to abort and she's at peace with her decision. At the Feminist Women's Health Center's website, there are story after story of women who had abortions. Some stories are of women who stayed with the man, as one woman put it, "who fathered the child who was not to be."

This leads me back to the question from two years ago: Can abortion be a part of a love story? I still think it can.

On Glee, what if Quinn had decided to have an abortion? Would that had given her some honest time to strengthen her relationship with Finn? Or would that have driven him into the arms of Rachel sooner? I'm sure there are other and perhaps better what-ifs in pop culture, but seriously, what if an abortion was what saved a relationship instead of dooming it to be feel like a forced marriage? Allowing the characters to reexamine their lives and move on together?

Now who's brave enough to let us see that relationship blossom after a sunny morning at the local abortion clinic? 

Um,'s example #36,423 of "I think too hard."


Kim said...

I had an abortion about 6 months into my relationship with Scott. Neither of us was emotionally ready or healthy enough to want or raise a child, so the decision was made to terminate the pregnancy. 14 years later, we're still together and going strong.

As you can imagine, the infertility of the past 10 years has sometimes made me wonder if I made the wrong decision back then, but the answer that always comes back to me is a very firm "no, I did not make the wrong decision." I'd have a child now, yes, but I'd most likely be a single mother - not that there's anything wrong with that, but it's hard - and I would have made a terrible mother at that time in my life. Terminating that pregnancy was the best thing for me and for my relationship with Scott. It really did allow us to blossom as a couple in a way that we never would have if we'd had a baby so early in our relationship.

Anjali said...

Great post, and thanks for the links!

Alison Piepmeier said...

Thanks for raising these questions again. I'm glad this essay remains provoking, and I know it certainly was to lots of folks who disagreed with me when I wrote it. But I still agree with myself: we had an abortion, and now we have a baby, and both were parts of our love story.

Anonymous said...

Maybe 2 years into my relationship with my at the time boyfriend, I got pregnant. He was ready to support me in whatever decision I made. I was not emotionally ready for a child. After being a second mom for my siblings for most of my childhood, I'm not sure I'll ever be ready. I kinda "did that time" and look back upon it with regret for various reasons. I saw my pregnancy as the same. No child deserves that.

6 years later, we're married and very much happy with our lives. I have never regretted my decision for a minute. My next door neighbors have a new baby and I occasionally hear it or see them with it. It also doesn't make me regret anything to see a living, healthy baby. My neighbors made the decision to have theirs, just as I made my decision.

More of a problem for me was the socialization against abortion. Other than my now husband, I have never told friends, family, or co-workers that I was ever pregnant or got an abortion. I was thrown into a really bad depression that did not end until after the abortion was over. It made me feel like I was a bad person for even considering even though I KNEW it would be better for my relationship, for me personally, for everything... if I did it. I felt very suicidal during this phrase. I think I would be dead today if I didn't have my now husband there supporting me and loving me.

Gingie Bee said...

Thank you for this post. Found you by way of

I am not able to fathom the "relationship ending" logic either. I've been married for seven years. I had an abortion 2 weeks before we were married. Neither of us were ready for what a child would entail at that stage in our lives and at that early stage of marriage. Additionally, I was not sure I wanted to have children at all. It was an experience that brought us closer together as a lot of challenging experiences do.

Veronica said...

Alison -- Thanks for checking in!

And to everyone who shared their stories, thank you so much.

Unknown said...

I guess this comment is a bit late, but I am going through something like what you describe right now. I also think that my story shows that abortions can actually start relationships. I hooked up with a guy and later realized he was a jerk and that things would not work out. Surprise, surprise, despite various types of birth control, I ended up pregnant our first time to have sex. I told him over the phone after we had broken up and he rejected me and the pregnancy. I decided to terminate it and move on with my life. Fast forward to now, nearly two months later, and this guy has expressed his remorse to me and is a completely different person with me. He is actually a really great guy and is taking my tears and hormonal craziness with complete compassion and strength. But I think that if we had forced ourselves to marry because of a baby, that we would have resented each other for it and probably would have ended up divorcing. It's hard to tell, but I kind of feel that going through this abortion together cut out a great deal of bullshit from our lives and has given us a deeper perception of what loving others is about. I don't know how long we will last, but I figure if we can get through this together we have a good chance.

Anonymous said...

I got pregnant right around the time my husband and I got engaged. I didn't know it until 6 or 8 weeks later, of course. It was absolutely not on purpose. It was absolutely not good news. I'd already been a little bit freaked out about the engagement. He'd been my best friend for even longer than he'd been my lover; I was afraid that marriage would change things or that the engagement had come too fast.

When I found I was pregnant, he thought we could deal with it. I knew I couldn't. We talked it through (and talked and talked and talked) and he finally came to understand all the many, complex reasons---going back to my own childhood, even---that I just wasn't ready. And so I had an abortion.

That was over eight years ago. Still married, still best friends, still very much in love. Still childless, by choice. We're both at peace with everything that brought us to this particular place in our lives---it's a good and happy place, after all. Maybe it even helped us, to weather the crisis together. Maybe we know each other better now than we would have if I hadn't become pregnant. And I really don't think we'd still be together if I'd had a baby 8 years ago. I'm so grateful that we are, and so lucky for it too. There are any number of potential children in our future, but only one us.

Mia said...

Hi there I'm Mia,

I'm so thankful that this thread exists. I had an abortion a year and a half ago. I"m still with my boyfriend and I know I love him. Unfortunately, lately I want him to prove it something awful. I have lost my humour and don't know how to get it back right now. I feel like all the negativeness on the internet does not help. So, thank you all for your inspiring comments.

Here's the full story: We got pregnant 4 months after knowing each other. I was 38 and so happy to have/had met him. Something in me said - he's the one!! He also said that and continued to say it for long after the termination. I have struggled with the termination since I was brought up in a house hold where they "did the right thing" and everything worked out fine. My parents are happily married. My brother even had the same experience and went to my parents. It would have been accepted if we had gone to them.

My boyfriend was very scared at the time and struggled to come to terms with the pregnancy. He didn't have a lot of social support around him. He said he "was ready to be a father in 2 years, not now". We had an emotional melt down together, it really affected me to the point that I felt I couldn't do it alone. He said, I'd have to do it alone if I kept it. We had just met. I was scared even though I still feel now that we could have made it but I took it him at face value and didn't want to feel like I was forcing anyone to be a parent. The whole story is sad really. And, as you see I am feeling guilt a lot with a sense of resolved courage that I made my decision the way I did.

2 years down the road we still hold the belief that two people should know each other before joining together to be parents. We also have some regret but strive to be together still. We talk about the future and we are in it together but I still have reservations and struggle with letting those emotions go. I find I want to integrate this part into myself but I've lost my humour about it.

He's always trying something new, for new angles to strengthen our relationship, doing things together. I love him for it. I really do.

I am prochoice, always have been, no doubt. I still have these feeling and feel like I pull him through them because I"m insecure from time to time. Sometimes I just cry. I only have him and a councillor to share with.

I have some questions:

How can I integrate my abortion into myself and be at peace with it?

How do I truly move on with grace and humour so the feelings do not prevent me from loving myself and this man?

How did you decide in your relationships to make a plan? Is it just a leap of faith like many things?

We are stuck. We are together but not living together. I want to create, love and live on positively…..

Any good suggestions?

Anonymous said...

For Mia:

My situation is somewhat like yours, and reads a little like a soap opera. I have also always been pro-choice. Over a couple of years at the beginning of our marriage I had 5 miscarriages, then two children.

Then 3 years after my second child I got pregnant again. And ... I was excited, husband was not. He was scared, upset, unable to visualize the future. He didn't want a third child. He had an emotional meltdown, and I let him. I let his fear guide me, because I could not imagine having a child with somebody who didn't want that third child, with somebody who honestly thought we'd be better off without him/her, somebody who didn't support us as a family. Like you said, I felt I'd be doing it alone, since my husband appears unable to deal with it as an adult. I didn't have the support of my husband. In retrospect, I felt he was letting us --me-- down. I'm angry that we were married and couldn't manage to cope with the challenges presented us.

So, we had the abortion. I spent five years holding in my grief, my anger, my rage, my disappointment in both of us. Not realizing what was going on but that I didn't trust my husband to be there for me, that I was better off doing it all for myself. Finally I ended up so emotionally detached from my husband that I had an emotional and physical affair, and we as a couple and a family are reeling from that.

My best advice: Talk. Do not try to do this alone. Go to a counselor, he or she can help you process your feelings. Talk with your boyfriend, your best friend. Write it out. Think it out. Talk some more.

Anonymous said...

I found out last month that I was pregnant. My boyfriend and I have only been together for 6 months. We talked and both decided that the best decision to make for us and for the potential child was to terminate the pregnancy as neither of us is in the emotional or financial position to support a child right now and he currently lives an hour away. Not to mention he has an older child with someone else. We made this decision together and I don't necessarily regret not having the baby, but it happened so recently. The pregnancy was over 2 days before Christmas and he was with his son. I was an emotional wreck and knew he couldn't be there for me. My family doesn't know that I was pregnant. They couldn't understand my emotional state and I couldn't find the words to tell them.

About a week later I went to my follow-up appointment, alone, as he was again with his son, and was told that everything had gone well and that I was healthy. I was happy and sad in that moment and I wanted desperately for someone to just hug me and tell me that everything would be okay. Instead I drove over an hour home alone.

I was angry and hurt at that point. I felt as though I was not important enough for a 20 minute doctor's appointment that was a mere 15 minutes from his house. I realized then and now that isn't fair because his son's well being comes first, but I couldn't help feeling hurt and alone.

In that pain I expressed that I resented my boyfriend to him the next time I saw him. I told him that I resented and was jealous of the fact that he is able to go home to his son, to his family, while I was all alone. As I said these words to him I saw the pain in his eyes, I had hurt him deeply. I had said what he had expressed to be his fear prior to the abortion. What I had told him I wouldn't let happen. I didn't know what I was in for, I didn't know the physical logistics of what an abortion meant, what I would feel and what I would see. It was awful and traumatizing for me, and in my mind he only had to sit in a waiting room for a few hours and for him it was over.

So I have effectively pushed this man, who I have come to love and cherish, away because I wanted him to understand my pain. I know I was wrong for what I said, for hurting him. I have tried to explain all of this but I'm not sure if there is anyway for us to go back to normal.

For those of you who have had happiness with you significant other, was it always just okay, or was there a time right after when things were difficult?

Veronica said...

Anonymous 1/4/2016, thank you for your comment. Hopefully others will chime in on your situation.

William said...

Hello. I am not sure if this is the place but I am a man and I need some advice as this is the first time I'm going through this and I don't know where else to go. Hopefully my perspective from the opposite sex can be helpful to you and me as well. I am 38 and my girlfriend is 25. We have been dating for about 4 months and recently we found out she was pregnant. It was scary for her and she was in a panic. She expressed that day she wanted to have the procedure done. The following day she told me that we should get married and she wants to keep the baby. She asked me my thoughts and I gave her the most logical answer I could at the time. I said that for me it was no problem because we were in love but that she needed to think things through thoroughly about whether she was sure about marriage or was it just out of sheer panic. I told her that for me having the baby is fine but marriage has to be true and mutual. Not because of pregnancy or pressure from family. I explained to her that marriage is a one time deal for me and that I did not want regret to enter the picture and we end up divorced. Long story short I told her that my decision is to keep the baby and get married. Fast forward - she tells me that the doctor said it was too early to tell if she was preg and scheduled a visit for the following week. She asked me to go with her and to my understanding I thought it was just a second visit for pregnancy test which is what she told me. now the whole week before this she did not want to see me and stayed home and slept pretty much everyday. All day. I knew she was having emotional problems. Day of the appointment I sat outside in the waiting room thinking it was just routine testing. After about 15 min I was told by the nurse that she wanted to see me. When I came she told me that the baby was removed. At this point I don't know how to feel and I still don't. I'm still kind of numb to it all. I had no idea she was going through with the procedure. I could only comfort her and say that no matter what I will be there and support her and work together through this time. She did not want to talk about it when we left. She went home to take a nap and then when she woke up she texted me to tell me that we are better off breaking up and be friends. I was I total shock because everything changed all of a sudden. I tried to talk about it and she refused to. If I mentioned anything about us or the events of that day she would get very angry. It got to a point where she said she would get upset every time she saw my text or call. I expressed I'm just trying to help and im confused about everything. Needless to say we are now not communicating at all and I just found out that she was testing me about marriage to see how I would answer. She was going to have the procedure done regardless. Today I tried to tell her she may be in depression and that we should seek help. She only got angry. And told me to stop all communications with her because she is trying to forget me. I tried to ask her why she did not talk to me before she had it done and her reply was that all is done and over she didn't want hear me anymore. So I agreed and now am leaving her to own space as she refuses anything from me. I'm confused about what's happening and I'm still in the cloud as to everything that's happened. I've expressed that I'm just as much the responsible party in this and that we should talk. No dice. What can or should I do. I feel helpless in the manner that she won't let me do anything for her. At the same time I feel sad that I only imagine what our child would be like.

Veronica said...

William...I am sorry that you are going through this situation. I suggest connecting with They have people who are trained in helping out in ways I just cannot. Thank you for trusting this space to share your story. Good luck in your healing. And good luck to your girlfriend.

Olive said...

PART ONE (Because of the character limit)

I had my abortion 10 days ago. My boyfriend and I have been together for just over a year. I had been lazy about getting back for my annual doctor's visit and hadn't re-upped my birth control. 2 days before my annual, less than 2 weeks off birth control, with me being over 30, before I should have been ovulating, with a boyfriend who is cautious enough to always pull out... I got pregnant.
Everything felt like bad luck. We were having financial problems. I didn't know how to communicate with him. I felt like I was raising him, helping him pay bills and scheduling his life. How could we possibly raise a child? I wasn't even comfortable saying "I Love You', even knowing that he desperately loved me, that he held in saying it except for very special occasions (Christmas, my birthday), and that he knows I make him a better man, person, boyfriend. I know I will be a great mother; I am an amazing aunt to my nieces and nephew. I know that he will be an amazing father, caring, gentle, attentive, creative. I was a late bloomer who was just now living through the first year of her first serious relationship. I have always been self-conscious about my body and looks, despite being overly confident in my knowledge and skills. I am successful and modern, but I feel like I deserve more time with just my boyfriend before we move on to the next step. I want more sex, vacations, dates, parties, birthdays, and time with just him. I can have the baby, but do I want to right now? The answer was no.
When I told him I was pregnant, he was in shock. I cried and apologized repeatedly because I felt it was mostly my fault, letting my birth control lapse. He held me, said we would get through this, that we were adults who both knew the risks. I was floored when we had our real discussion about it 2 days later. Among other things, he said he wanted this baby, that everything changed starting today, that he would give up his hobbies to find a full-time “real” job. It was heartbreaking to admit to him that I didn't want to have this baby, that I didn't want to ever have to raise this baby alone (which I felt was going to happen considering how I was taking care of him already), and that I wasn’t ready to give up the freedom I had carved out for myself. He gave me his assurances, said that he would even raise the baby alone if he had to. I admitted that I had already made an appointment for Planned Parenthood but that I would continue to think about it.
With my sister, my best friend and the help of stories and research online, I decided a medical abortion was the best decision. I could do it in the comfort of my own home and experience the pain and repercussions of my decision on a personal and private level. My boyfriend said that he didn't want me to do it but he understood and supported me. He couldn't however talk about the details, but I knew he wanted to know. From my first appointment to my last follow-up, I gave him as little information as I could, normally just the stuff that explained my behavior (mood swings) or pains (the cramps and passing clots). He couldn't bear to be home the night I initiated the procedure and went to a friend's house, smoked cigars, sat around a bonfire, and drank the night away. And it was better that way. I could handle the pain and the bodily functions on my own. He was able to talk with his guy friends and I was able to just be. I could do little for him and was grateful I could spare him the guilt he might feel watching me throw up or lie still on the floor of a hot shower.

Olive said...

PART TWO (Because of the Character Limit)
A few days after my procedure, lying in bed one night, I brought it up, just to see if he had any questions. He said that he didn’t, asked how I was feeling, and then said simply "I support your decision and why you made it. I hope that one day, we get to make a different one." And I knew that I loved him. And I said it, freely and easily. That he wanted more than a baby, that he wanted a baby with ME. That he accepts that now is the time to make all the changes to our life to provide and create a new life into which we could bring a baby.
I know it's only been 2 weeks, but what a life-changing 2 weeks it has been. There have been many, many ups and downs. When do we get intimate again? How do we do it? How far can we go without always thinking of the possibility of getting pregnant? Do I show him the one ultrasound picture I kept to prove this experience happened to me? Do I need to bury and mourn this child like some of the websites say, even though all I feel is relief? Can I love my nieces and nephews and go to baby showers without feeling hypocritical or guilty? Are we now seriously considering jobs that move us out of state but will allow us to start that new life? Do we tell anyone else? I have cried getting intimate, choking backs tears as I say “I can't get pregnant again now”. He comforts me. He has given me distance when I needed it for a few residual pains and needs. He says he wants to hold me and make me happy the rest of my life.
Thank you for giving me a place to share my story. This is one of the first places I have read more than one story about being ok, having love, moving on, after an abortion. You, readers, are among the only people in the world to know this. From an above post from thisisforbmn, this stands out “Maybe we know each other better now than we would have if I hadn't become pregnant." And I pray that, just like Alison mentioned in regards to her article, this is part of our love story.

Anonymous said...

Stumbling across this story gives me incredible hope. My fiance and I had just gotten engaged after a fast-track relationship (we dated 11 years ago) that in hindsight was probably rushed. I am divorced with a 6-year old, and he was learning to be a step-dad, had an instant family, and we had money troubles. After we got engaged, relationship troubles ensued and were then accelerated by the sudden shock I was pregnant. We kept the pregnancy at first because, you know - that's what you're supposed to do when you are engaged, etc. I struggled in the back of my mind with the decision; our relationship was getting progressively worse and nearly totally disintegrated. My health was a disaster. I was depressed, he was angry... No environment to be growing a family, getting married, etc. We clearly had work to do to make our relationship work, and I knew that wasn't going to happen under the pressure of a newborn. And I was too sick to give emotional energy to our relationship. I actually left him for awhile and cleared my head. He reluctantly agree we should terminate. I was terrified of taking care of a newborn amid our problems, and still caring for my other child and if we didn't work out... I would be living in poverty. So we terminated, and are still working on our relationship; while he isn't sure how he feels yet in the aftermath, I do feel like relieving the pressure is giving us the emotional space to work on each other. That NEVER would have happened with a baby in the mix. This has shown me that I truly do love him, and am willing to work hard on a future marriage. I've never felt that way about anyone before (and I'm previously married). So yes, I am hoping the love persists and goes stronger after this. If we can through this, we can get through anything.

Anonymous said...

My boyfriend and I were dating for 7 months. We had made the decision to live together, and I purchased a new home in my name and he moved in with me. Not even a month after living together; I became pregnant. I found out at the end of July when I took a home pregnancy test. I have 2 other children from a previous relationship; their ages are 3 and 6. My boyfriend does not have any children of his own. I recently began a new career a little over a year ago, and I am planning on returning to school in the Spring. When I found out I was pregnant I was torn. I was scared, happy, angry. I went through emotions for a few weeks, and there were days where we would talk about baby names and discuss the way a baby would impact our lives. Then there were other days, when I was so emotionally irritable that I could not be around him, and I told him that I "couldn't do this". I knew he wanted a baby; very badly. I also knew that I had dealt with being a single mom, with being left alone after having a child with somebody. I knew how hard it was and how badly I struggled to put myself through college while being a single mother. All I could think about was that this was all happening too soon. That it would ruin our relationship and God forbid he would leave me and I would be a single mother to 3 children. I wanted to do things the right way this time. Live with my boyfriend for a year or two. I wanted to have as much reassurance as possible that he was not going to go anywhere. Against his wishes, I had an abortion on a Friday morning. Sunday morning, he packed all of his things and moved out of the house. Since then it has been an emotional rollercoaster. He hasn't told me he loved me since he left. Some days he takes out all of his emotions on me and treats me horribly. Other days we talk constantly just like we did when we first fell in love with each other. I often wonder if he thinks that I am ok and he is the only person hurt, because that is not the case. I have hated myself more each day for what I did. I have to lay my head down at night wondering what our baby would have looked like, how much I would love to see my boyfriend carrying our baby and being an amazing father. I have told him that after we would work on our relationship and become stable again, that we can try to have a baby and I will give him the son or daughter he longs for. I have told him over and over how sorry I am, how much I love him, the regrets that I have and how I would do everything differently if I could go back in time and not act in haste and fear when making that type of decision.
I am scared. Every. Single. Day. I am scared that he is gone and I am not getting him back. That I will not be ok emotionally. I am angry that he is not here supporting me, but I know how much i hurt him. I broke his heart- into a million pieces.