My boyfriend, Craig and I had just finished our HSCs and were ready to travel the world. We had been saving for two years and had more than enough money to go around Europe. We said goodbye to our families at the airport and boarded our plane to Rome.
As our trip got underway, our relationship quickly fell apart, until after one fight we broke up and I decided to go to England to live with my cousin, Amy.
Amy quickly got me a job at the company she worked at and in a few weeks I was making great money.
I was so caught up with my new job that I didn’t realise my period was weeks over-due. After fainting at work I went to the doctor and found out I was pregnant.
I was speechless. It had to be Craig’s baby because I hadn’t been with anyone else. Craig and I were still e-mailing each other and I thought about telling him but decided not to. He had started a loving relationship with a girl he met in Paris.
The only person I could tell was Amy. She supported me and advised me on what to do. I couldn’t bring myself to terminate the pregnancy but I was too young to raise it. I didn’t want to give the baby to a stranger either through.
When I was five months pregnant I thought of the perfect thing to do. Amy and her fiancé had been trying to have a baby for two years — they could adopt the baby and that way I wouldn’t have to give it up completely.
Amy was a bit against the idea at first but after I pointed out how long waiting lists for adoption were, she and her fiancé agreed.
I gave birth to a beautiful baby boy, a week over-due, and got to name him Joel.
Joel is now a happy three year-old living in London with his adoptive mum and dad. I get weekly updates about him from Amy and her now-husband and go there to visit every year. No one else in my family has any idea the baby Amy and her husband adopted is mine.
I’m now engaged to the man of my dreams and happily planning our wedding here in Australia.
Image: Getty / Picture posed by model
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