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I didn't tell him anything about the pregnancy or the termination of it.

I applied leave from work for the entire week to allow myself to take a chill pill and enjoy a moment of solitary.

That Monday morning, I drove to the women's clinic after dropping the kids at school. I had an appointment with my gynae to check if I was really pregnant. I even scheduled for an abortion in case I was actually pregnant- that five days leave was to give my body the time to recover.

I've thought about it. Long and hard. There is no way I'm going to proceed with the pregnancy on my own. I've had two beautiful boys, I don't need another kid in my life.

I remember how exhausted I was taking care of the boys when they were small. Dean left for work a lot so I was all alone, tackling everything on my own. I am 32 now, I'm not going to live like that again. It's time for me to finally enjoy my life.

Apparently I enjoyed myself too much that this accident happened.

"When did you take your first pill?"