I was going to be aborted. My birth mother was from what I know, some sort of drug user. She was told that I would be deformed and handicapped. Someone apparently convinced her to go through with the pregnancy and give me up for adoption. I weighed about 4lbs when I was born and had to be kept in an incubator for 3 weeks until my adoptive mom, the mom I know, could take me home. I am now 25 years old, completely fine with zero defects of any sort. I would not exist if my birth mom had listened to her first advice.