If someone a year ago told me I was going to get pregnant and have a baby on July 22nd, 2015 I never in a million years would have believed them. When I did find out I was pregnant I cried my eyes out. I was horrified, disgusted and ashamed. I knew I would keep the baby but always had abortion in the back of my mind. I would cry my eyes out atleast 3 times a week at night in bed overthinking everything up until about 35 weeks. I found it hard to feel love for my unborn child and felt terrible for not having love everyone felt for their babies. I didn't understand when people would say you fall in love with your baby as soon as you see him. On July 22nd I was scheduled for a csection due to him being breached because of my heart shaped uterus. I was nervous and shaky the entire time while getting my numbing medication and laying out. It was a weird and unforgettable procedure. July 22nd, 2015 at exactly 8:04 I finally knew the meaning of unconditional love.