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The graphic design student said after finding out she was expecting, all she could think about was finding her baby’s daddy.

She told Daily Mail Australia: ‘I was at my wits end.

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‘I stupidly put it up thinking no one would even see it but who knows what will happen, maybe I will get lucky.’ However the social media back-lash soon started with many people telling her she should have had an abortion.

Miss Fazey launched a frantic search for the man, however with only the name Jeremy, and the fact that he lived in the suburb of Morley, Perth, to go on, she has so far been unsuccessful. Despite people branding her an ‘unfit mother’, Bianca has vowed to continue the hunt for Logan’s father, who had complications at birth.

‘I’m so appalled at comments that I am a bad mother and ‘god help my child’.

She said: ‘I do hope that I can find him and let him know, he can make his own choice.

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