I know what it’s like to be pregnant and homeless. It’s why I now devote my time to helping young women in similar situations.
Shortly after graduating from high school in 2005, I learned that I was pregnant. Family members, driven by fear, pressured me to get an abortion, convinced that my having a child so young would ruin my boyfriend’s life and mine.
I, too, feared the unknown, but in my heart, I profoundly loved my child. I knew that he was a gift from God and worthy of life, and I would never be able to take that from him.
So, at just 18 years old and with very little support, I and my unborn child had no place to call home. Although he wanted to, my boyfriend was too young to be able to provide what we needed. So, I temporarily moved in with my grandparents and desperately tried to figure out a plan after Jayden was born.
My boyfriend, who…
