When life doesn’t go as planned

My name is Tula, I’m 29 and a single mother of a beautiful, healthy, funny, intelligent daughter, Hannah Mae.

For as long as I can remember I dreamed of my wedding day, my future husband and the children we would have together. Unfortunately my life didn’t work out the way I had planned. I met the man who I became engaged to, we have the child but as for everything else, some dreams are just dreams.

The day I found out I was pregnant should have been the happiest day of my life. Two lines! Could this be right? Oh my! I slowly walked into the bedroom to be greeted by a “What?” I shared my shock and disbelief with my then fiancĂ©. His initial and final reaction was one of complete shock. Silence filled the room as I waited for him to respond.

“Have a abortion.”

Excuse me? Did I hear you right? Turns out he was not ready to be a father, to face the responsibility of another life.

“Have an abortion,” he said again and again like a broken cassette.

I was completely brokenhearted, feeling the pressure to make a decision I knew would ultimately be life-changing one way or another. Only six months earlier, I had undergone treatment for cancer, and the emotional pain of this far outweighed my cancer scare.

I chose my child, and found myself single within a fortnight. At 27 you hope to be settling down with the love of your life. Well, in a way, I have!

The entire pregnancy I was single, but not alone. With community and family support, I got through. And with a nine day overdue labour, I was blessed with sharing my birthday with my daughter. What a gift!

Being a single mother hasn’t been completely easy and comes with its challenges. I have sold my home and moved interstate from Queensland to Tasmania in a effort to keep a permanent roof over our heads and give Hannah the best possible life. I have lost a considerable amount in wages and assets, but the life I share with my daughter is priceless! She adds everything and subtracts nothing.

Life will never be the same again, in a good way! I wouldn’t change a thing! At ten weeks pregnant I saw her fingers and toes and button nose. When she was born she had that same little nose I saw in that first ultrasound. I can’t imagine my life without her, nor do I want to!

This is Hannah’s story, I’m just lucky enough to share her life with her.

By Tula


Posted on

November 8, 2016

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