Oh, dear boy.  You're living quite the life, aren't you?  Just come home from the plain state of Oregan–where you left a whiny girlfriend, a good college education and some friends–wishing you could get your life straight as soon as possible.  You'll do anything it takes, won't you?

I suppose that includes leaving me and your baby to fend for ourselves.  You would rather I take the easy way out and have an abortion.  You would rather us return to our old habits of staying out til two in the morning and sneaking into your house to make love til six.  Well, I've got news for you, buddy.

It's time to pay for all that fun, because I refuse to kill this child.  I have quit smoking, I have given up Tae Kwon Do, I have given up the fall and winter show for school, and I have given up any chance of a prom date for my senior year of high school.

What sacrifices are you willing to make?  None.  Jake wants to keep his friends.  Jake wants money to spend whenever he feels like it.  Jake wants to keep staying out til two in the morning, or later, and come home to have sex with whoever he deems worthy.

You told me it's social suicide.  You told me you don't want contact with me, nor do you want any part of your child's life.  Well let me tell you something.
You're pathetic.  You don't even deserve to be a father.  How I could have fallen for your poisonous words is beyond me.

But you know what?  I've got a future, despite what I'm giving up.  I've got college and work and a whole life ahead of me.  This child may not have everything in the world to satisfy material needs, but I'm going to be a darn good mother.  I'm going to love him or her unconditionally with no regrets what-so-ever.  I'm going to carry this child for the next eight months with my head high and my pride intact.

You may proceed cowering in your run down apartment in Kenosha, Wisconsin.  I will proceed with this pregnancy.

For any girl out there who questions her ability to care for a fetus on her own, let me tell you.  There is a strength in every woman that is unleashed tenfold when she becomes a mother.

Don't ever question that.