I graduated HS in 1982. There was a woman I graduated with who was “any day now” pregnant and she was a friend of mine. We all CHEERED when she got her diploma. Why? Because there she was, and we knew she’d been pressured not to participate and we knew she had no intention to sit it out.
By 1982, she could CHOOSE how to proceed with a pregnancy. She chose. And there she was. And it was glorious that we were all together.