At the age of 19, after 3 1/2 years with my boyfriend, I was
pregnant. Although I had always been firmly against abortion, in a
panic, my boyfriend and I schedule an appointment for an abortion.
Thankfully, before the time for the appointment, I told my mom and dad
what was going on (they thought I had the flu) and mom took me to a
crisis pregnancy center. Here I was listened to and my fears were
understood. They showed me a video where young mom's spoke of their
experiences. The girl whose story hit me the strongest was a teenage
girl who had been raped. She gave birth to her son and fell in love
with him immediately. She made it clear that how his life began was not
her son's fault, but ending it would have been hers.
I made a decision not to abort, instead to place my child for adoption.
Because of the counseling I received, I never once doubted my decision,
or wavered. That is not to say it wasn't hard. But I knew in giving my
child life, I was doing the very best, the only, thing I could do. My
little girl was born in September. I had chosen the adoptive parents
months before. A stay-at-home mom because that is what I wanted to be.
They had already adopted one little girl who was now 2 or 3. My deliver
was quick but I remember when she slipped out of me, I felt the emptiest
feeling I have ever experienced. I sobbed. My heart was breaking.
Three days later, I placed my daughter (I had named her Nicole) in the
arms of her mother. Nicole is now 12 years old. I miss her every day,
but I feel no guilt or regret. I still know I did the right thing.
Nine months out of my life has already given her 12 years!
I am married now and a stay-at-home mom, just like I always dreamed. My
four children will someday know about their older sister. Life does go
on. Thank God Nicole's life is going on, too.
Amy
amyepleshko@yahoo.com
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I was 15 years old when i found out that I was pregnant, I felt alone and
very scared.
I had many problems in my home, I grew without a father and my mother was a
single
parent of three children. I was very hard for her, therefore she would use drugs
and
alchol to escape reality. My mother always had high expectation for my future,
and I
felt i could not let her down in any way. Therefore, when I found out that I was
pregnant
the first thing that crossed my mind was to have an abortion. The day before I
was
going to have the abortion I went to a local church in my home town and prayed
to
God with my heart and soul, asking him for forgiveness and to please guide me
through
this. I came to the conclusion that day that I was going to have this child, I
knew
I would have a partner for life, who I would love and care for the rest of my
life.
There were those who told me that my life was over, that I would never get
anywhere,
or do anything with my life, I did not listen and kept on going. I will not say
it
has not been hard, but my daughter is my inspiration and my source of joy, I
thank
God every day of my life for giving me the privilege to become a mother, and
have
her in my life. I do not feel I missed out on anything at all. I am now 20 years
old and my daughter is 4. I live in the United States, I was granted
scholarship,
and I am enrolling my third year in college, I plan to go to graduate school,
and
to those who told me that my life was over, I now smile and prove them wrong. I
would not change anything in my life, and I may of never made it this far in my
career without my beautiful baby who is my source of inspiration and my motor
who
makes me want to keep on going, so I can built a future for both of us. I thank
you
my lord for giving me this treasure. and to all of you who feel helpless and
think
you will never make it in life with a child, I tell you yes you can, and I
proved it.
i will not say it is harder but it is possible and worth it. God bless you all,
I hope someday abortions can be prohibited everywhere in the world, murder in
not
an option.
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I am 22 and a single mother of TWO beautiful babys
Dylan who is 4 and my girl who is 11 months old.
when I was pregnant with my son everyone told me to get an
abortion....that thought had Never crossed my mind....but to shut
everyone up I went to P.P. for the "councling" that they
have....well thinking because I am only 17 they thought I was the
dumbest person alive....the only thing they told me was that if I was
going to have this baby I would be nobody in life and that I would work
at McDonalds for the rest of my life. With tears in my eyes I
looked at her and told her that I did not work at McDonalds then but if
I had to I would....
as I stormed out the door i could not belive it! thats what they
think is councling? So I went to talk to someone at my school.
The lady there told me to make a list of ALL the PROs
and CONs for Adopion, abortion, and keeping the baby....right then and
there I KNEW that this what NOT about my Mom, my boyfriend my family,
money at this point wrighting everything down did not matter, there are
so many ppl to help. All that mattered was the life that I was
growing and the way I would live the rest of my life. The way that
I would look at myself in the mirror everyday from this day on...I could
see myself as a Mother, a worried woman that wonders about every child
she sees, or I could go the rest of my life thinking that I had a
life in me and CHOSE to end that life.
I looked at myself and I to this day see a Mom. Yes there are hard
times, and there always will be.....but holding that baby well it is
unreal!.. Sure I would like to be like any other 22 year old Wild and
crazy.....but you know what.....looking at there lives and looking at
mine.........I am So happy!
No I do not work at McDonalds....in fact I have a degree i8n child care
manager..I am getting ready to open my own child care....yes I DID need
the AID to go back to school and YES I did need help getting on my feet
but you know what I give it all back now. I help anyone who needs
it!
And about people thinking that the pictures of the killed babies are
wrong they are not wrong far from it because THOSE babies live on!
They help young mothers change there mind and walk away! Those
pictures save other babies! So thank you for all the hard work you
do!!!!
I wish there were more ppl that saw it our way!
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Hello. My name is Nicole. I got pregnant with my first child on Valentine's day 2003. However, I didn't know I was pregnant until March 21, 2003. A few days after I found out that I was pregnant, I got sick. I threw up everything I ate or drank. I didn't eat or drink anything for 2 days, because I was scared to death that I was going to throw it up again. I went to the hospital and they gave me a lot of information about pregnancy, how to get over morning sickness and they even referred me to a doctor for prenatal care. Instead, I decided to have an abortion. I scrounged up the money for the abortion and the only person I told was my boyfriend, who said that he would come with me. Well the day before my abortion, he had to go to New York for a family emergency. He couldn't get back in time for my appointment (We live in Georgia). I had to go alone. I was so scared. I was expecting to see protesters holding signs and calling me a killer and telling me I'm going to burn in hell. There wasn't a protester in sight and I was relieved. All I could think of was getting rid of the baby. Well I was called to be seen by the doctor, and they did an ultrasound. The woman left it in plain view for me to see, so, being the curious person I am, I looked at it. All I could say was "my baby" and my eyes starting swelling with tears. I quickly wiped them away when the woman came back, and she said "oops, I knew I forgot something" and she picked up the ultrasound sheet and left again. At that moment, I started talking to myself "What the hell are you doing?" "You can get a second job, walk out of this clinic, right now!" But I ignored my thoughts and went through with the abortion anyway. I was relieved for the first few days after the abortion, and after about a week, I started regretting what I'd done. Not a day goes by that I don't think of that little innocent baby. I still rub my stomach, thinking that he or she is still there, but they're not. This morning, while looking for a site for a soap opera, I stumbled across your site. I had no clue how an abortion was done, but now that I do know, I am completely angry with myself. I miss my baby so much and there's nothing I can do to bring him or her back. I will NEVER again in my life have another abortion, and if I can talk someone else out of it, I will be happy. Your site has really opened my eyes, and if I would have seen this site before I had my baby killed on March 31st, I'd still be pregnant and happy about myself right now.
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I have just finished viewing your Abortion is Murder web site. I have always known abortion is murder. I am a mother of 4 sons. I was 19 and pregnant when my husband was killed in a vehicular accident. I also had a six month old and a four year old at the time. I was advised by many to have an abortion with the one I was pregnant with at the time of my husbands death. I suppose their reasoning was that I was only 19, poor, had a seventh-grade education, and my husband had been an abusive alcoholic. Well , I refused their good-intentioned advice. That child is and has always has been a blessing . He has recently married a beautiful Christian girl, is in the military, bought a home and is also working toward a master electrician degree. He an all-state football award recipient, was captain of his high school team. Active in his church. A blessing to all who come in to contact with him. Thank God for him and all my sons. Life is never easy. It is the struggles that make the successes so sweet. By the way , I also adopted another baby boy. He is not aware that his birth mother had wanted to abort him but did not have the money, so ...much to my joy....she sought out an adoption lawyer when she was too far along in her pregnancy to abort. This young man is and always has been a jewel in my crown of joy.I adore him. Oh, What his birth mother has missed and does not even know of. He is my youngest and is 12 now. I am now a nurse. No longer uneducated. Life is good. From conception until eternity. I write this letter in the hope that it might be the first in what I would like to see as a journal from women around the world to add their own stories to your web site. Many other web sites have such columns. I would love to see the addition of such a place of sharing on yours. Thank you .Keep up the good work!!!!!!!!!!
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In september of 2000 I became pregnant. I was sixteen years old, and my mother wanted me to have an abortion. I thought about it, but then refused to go to my appointment. This baby was due June 11, 2001 (my birthday). The father and I were married on Feb. 14, 2001. My son was born Feb.25, 2001 at 22 weeks gestation, 1lb 13 ounces, and lived for only an hour. I was so devistated. I loved my son so much, and I couldn't imagine how anyone would want to take a life of there own child. I will never get to see my son grow(which i named after his father Rodrigues Laquan Bullock Jr, had cremated and had a proper funeral.), I will never get to experiance his life, and I can't imagine how anyone would purposly put them self through so much pain, not only the procedure of abortion, but the years of wondering(and the guilt).
Up untill today I believed in abortion, only in the case of rape or incest, but after seeing those pictures, my veiws have totally changed. I did NOT know that babies limbs, and even heads were ripped from there bodies, I did NOT know that babies were poisioned, burned and tourturd to death. I did NOT know that their heads were deflated, I did NOT know that their skulls were crushed. Abortion is WRONG.
3 months after my son was born I became pregnant with another child. I found out that he was due 3 days before my first son was born. I cried. Everyday I waited for the child to be born early and not survive. It was horrible. But, thanks to the lord, my son Tristan Paris Bullock was born Feb. 15, 2002, only one week early, 7lbs 15 ounces, healthy as can be. He is the pride and the joy of my life. I think I love him more because of my experiance.
But the whole reason why I wrote this is to let everyone know how I feel. If you still believe in abortion, please just do me a favor, look at the pictures of those babies. Even at 7 weeks they are clearly humans. It is murder at any stage.
I am now 5 months pregnant with my third child. I am not finanically stable at all, but I would never, ever chose to murder my child because of that reason, for any reason at that
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When i was 16 years old I like most young girls had been having sex
with my
boyfriend. I had ran away from home to be with him and ended up getting pregnant,
when
i told my boyfriend I was pregnant he totally blew me off said that he
didn
t even remember having sex with me so there I was a run away, pregnant
and
alone! I moved in with my aunt who told my dad that i was pregnant, well
everyone convinced me that abortion was my only choice. My dad said I
could
not come home with a baby and my aunt couldn't afford to let me live
there
so i agreed to do it. I guess I agreed for two reasons first I am
adopted
and I have lived a life with pain from knowing that my mother didn't
want me
and secondly I felt I had no choice. I tried to put it off hoping my dad
would forget about it and I could find a better arrangement to go to so
I
could keep my baby
well I waited and waited and finally my dad said we are going Today! So
I
went. When I arrived there they said I was 20 weeks along
and that I would have to be dialated and that it would be a two day
procedure. You know they never told me what was actually happening to my
baby or I would have refused to do what I did they said to me that it
wasn't
really a baby yet that it was just a big ball of tissue, they did a
ultra
sound and showed me a picture of a round thing in my uterus. Then they
took
me in a room and put seaweed stick in my cervix to dialate me.
I came back the next day and they gave me a I.V. and sedated me somewhat
I
was still alert just very very drowsy. I remember going into this room
and
there was a doctor and a nurse there.The nurse stayed by my side as the
doctor started to prep me. a few min later I heard what sounded like a
vacuum cleaner and I felt a lot of pressure and cramping I could hear
the
suction noises and it felt like I had a big thing of paper in me and
they
were just ripping it out. After it was over I went into a recovery room
where I stayed for 2 hours. Then they sent me home and told me not to
worry.
My dad paid $900.00 to kill my baby.. On the way home I got real sick
and
vomited all over my clothes
the stain never came out and I still have the clothes. I am now 29 years
old
and a mother of 3 alive children and 1 dead child. The nurses said I
would
go on with my life and have more kids when the time was right.They said
I
would forget this and that I would have a normal happy life. That was 13
years ago and i have never forgotten the baby I killed.
I now have a son and two daughters I can only hope they never have to
make
this horrible decision but if they do I will discourage the abortion
topic
from them...
I just wanted to tell you my story and let you know I am behind what you
are
doing. I wished I had known what I know now when i was 16... God Bless
You
in saving Babies and Their Mothers from pain, My only hope is that my
baby is in Heaven!
Sincerely, Dana
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When I was 20 years, my 18 year old girlfriend became pregnant. She
was still in high school. We were scared and confused. We did'nt know
what to do. Our minds wandered to the available options, and as
children we sought a way out. A way to keep everyone from knowing. A
way to keep from having to be responsible. A way to make sure we
"didn't mess our lives up". We made the mistake of asking my mother
what to do. She revealed to us that she had had an abortion as a young
woman. She cried. She said she didn't know what to say. I thought if
my mom had done it, it couldn't be that bad. She called information for
us, and got us a number. She asked for a "womens" clinic. They gave
her a number. We drove to the clinic.
A miracle happened. The clinic looked nothing like I expected. It was
a small building in a minimall, and I didn't see any of the protestors
that my girlfriend was so scared of seeing. We went in. We met a group
of women I will never forget. There were pictures of Jesus and Mary on
the wall. I thought, this isn't an abortion clinic. They separated
us. They talked to us about why we wanted to do this thing. They let
me and amanda talk about it. Amanda (my girlfriend) asked if we should
try to run out of there. I looked at the pictures on the wall and I
said "no, maybe we should at least listen to what they have to say".
They showed us the video "The Hard Truth".
I had always been pro-life, but when *I* was faced with the decision, I
had chosen abortion. I thank God for the miracle he placed into my
life. Information provided my mother with the number for "AAA womens
center for choice & clinic". They had chosen the name so it would show
up first on a 411 information request. They were like angels. They
worked in that office to save babies. They saved mine. I hope they
save many more.
My daughter has given me so many things. Things I never dreamed
existed. She gives me kisses every day before I go to work. Her
favorite thing is babies. She sees a baby on the street and show blows
a kiss. My daughter knows more about the importance of baby's life at
her age of 20 months than I knew at 20 years. My daughter helped me
find the strength to get a good job, to buy a house, marry my wife. We
have a beautiful, loving family. I only hope that your website can
reach the hearts of people in distress. To help them make the right
decision.
Thank you sincerely for your good work on this earth
David
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-Sandra
I really don't know where to start...I guess I'll start in the beginning. I am a twenty-one year old single mother of a 2 1/2 year old little boy with one on the way in only five months. I am scared to death! My first child I had when I was 19 years old. I was forced to drop out of high-school, my senior year and missed my graduation and my prom. I have since gone back to night school and gotten my diploma. I had known the father for 55 days when I became pregnant, we stayed together through the pregnancy I was so in love and so happy to be having the child that I was so ready to have. My son was my life saver... literally I would have been dead if it hadn't been for him. I thank God for him and the amazing blessing that he is every second of every day. Well to make a long story short, his father and I are no longer together and I have raised my son by myself with an immense amount of help from my parents. He is the most amazing child in the world and though I had to give up some of my childhood I wouldn't change anything!!! Well that brings us to why I am sending this e-mail. I am again pregnant only this time I am single. This one was so far from planned, and I don't know how I am going to afford two children?... When I first found out that I was pregnant with his child I was in complete denial actually for the first four months of this pregnancy I have been in denial!!! All I could think of was how to get rid of this horrible mistake. I couldn't believe that me, the person who knows that abortion is most defiantly the worst form of murder was considering this unthinkable thing. I look into my son's eyes and wonder how I could have even entertained this thought for a moment. I am now admitting fully that I am soon to be a mother yet again and just recently at my first doctor's appt. found that all is healthy with this pregnancy and I am due again in November. I am still scared but I know that I can do this. I'm actually excited now. I will be the first to say that being a mother at this age has it's definite struggles but it has amazing rewards as well. I hope that this letter helps just one person. Please remember that abortion is murder and at least give that small precious life inside you a chance at life. If you can't raise a child at this time remember that there are so many people out there that cannot have children and are desperate to be parents. The nine months out of your life that a pregnancy takes is nothing considering you are giving another human life the chance to have a life. Using abortion is not an acceptable form of birth control, if you can lay down and create that life than stand up and take responsibility for it!!!!
Thanks for reading this and God bless you, Laila
I am not sure how I got this email but I was on an abortion table 13 years ago the doctor would not give me an abortion after he examined me I went out to talk to a counselor and she said it would cost over $800.00 dollars to go through with the abortion at that time I didn't have that kind of money
I'm not even quite sure how to start this and I've always been good with words.
I WISH ABORTIONS NEVER EXISTED. I'M SO SAD TO SAY THAT I HAVE HAD TWO ONE AT 17 AND ANOTHER AT 21 AFTER VOWING TO NEVER HAVE ANOTHER. I THINK ABOUT THOSE CHILDREN ALL THE TIME. MY FAMILY WOULD BE COMPLETE IF I HAD GIVEN BIRTH TO THEM ,INSTEAD I DID WHAT WAS CONVIENIENT FOR ME AT THE TIME WHICH WAS NOTHING SHORT OF MURDER. I THANK GOD THAT I FOUND HIM AND HIS WORD. ABORTION IS NOT AN OPTION BUT SOCIETY SURE DOES MAKES IT SEEM LIKE IT IS. IT IS SO SAD.I LOOK AT MY THREE CHILDREN AND I CAN'T IMAGINE LIFE WITHOUT THEM.JUST TO THINK I COULD BE LOOKING AT THE TWO I KILLED ENJOYING LIFE WITH THEM.
SINCERELY,RACHELB
Dear abortion is murder team...
I am not quite sure where to start. I am absolutely blown away by
your web-site. I have never seen anything like it.
My friend from church e/mailed me the address and I am crying, not sure how to
react.
You see, I personally had never been for abortion. I actually got
pregnant when I was just 16 years old, and kept my baby. I now have the
most beautiful precious 5 year old boy in the universe! What would my
life be like without him? I don't even want to think about it. I had made an
appointment for an abortion and cancelled it a few days before.
I had been quite the wild party girl in my early teens... messed up with drugs,
alcohol etc. Sad thing is, I came from a Mid-upper class family and grew up in a
beautiful southern California town...I just always chose the wrong
paths...now though, being a Christina for a year, I can see the Lord just
had other plans. Getting pregnant and keeping my baby changed my life.
I cleaned up right away, got clean and sober, took my GED and started
college at Los Angeles' Fashion Institute of Design and Merchandise. June
of '99 my then 3 year old son got to see his mommy graduate college.
My now almost 5 year old son asks me every night, "mommy how was your
day at work? " Last night he told me I was SOO beautiful...he is my joy,
my life, my child. my son. MY beautiful little boy who will , Lord Willing,
grow up to be a loving man, who loves God, and has a family of his own.
To look at his little face, see his schoolwork, to have witnessed his first
steps, words, to feel his little body wrapped up next to mine when we read
bedtime stories and see his beautiful curious face as he waits for answers
to all of the questions he asks about everything, I am thankful that God
has given me such a wonderful little boy. I am beyond grateful and am
wondering, what did I do to deserve this little child who calls me mommy?
To the mothers to be who consider abortion, I would say, yes, it may
be easier in some ways...no responsibility, no one will have to know, can do
what you want without worrying about a child, or worrying about
finances...or even that, yes, my sons father is not around, no where to be
found, which makes it harder, but God provides! I am getting married to a
wonderful man in November who plans on adopting my son. Praise God!
Also, what about the plain and simple fact, that it doesn't matter what
anyone thinks about you but God Himself?
What about the fact, that yes, while you may be able to save money, or to go
out when you feel like it, because that child didn't fit into "your
plans"
you will never have the joy of holding that little hand in yours, and knowing
that the Lord has blessed you with the gift of life...seeing those little
eyes look up at yours with hope...for me it is wonderful to sit when my son
doesn't know I am listening and hear his little imagination at work as he
plays trucks, and dinosaurs...(he makes a great T-rex imitation) ...there is
one problem though that I can thank you for... I even as a new Christian still
felt that if someone was raped or something along those lines, if abortion would
help them through than maybe it would be okay...I asked my friend Cerill what
she thought...her answer was e/mailing your website address to me, which
has completely changed that 1% of my mind which felt maybe it was okay
...ABORTION IS NOT OKAY...IT IS MURDER. Plain and simple.
The taking away of human life. murder murder murder. I hate to say,
that if I, a then 16 year old, alcoholic with a lot of problems could clean up
her life and raise a son than anyone can...maybe someone else couldn't do that,
but there plenty of places that will help with adoption. That little life will
thank you for it one day. Oh how the Lord changes us. I thank Him for loving
me...and forgiving me and teaching me about love and patience and being selfless
through a tiny little blonde-haired, blue-eyed boy I am proud to call my son.
Sincerely,
> Ms. Lara Booth
Today I felt really sad. I read in the newspaper that FDA has approved a new
drug that causes a miscarriage. I just makes me feel sick. And Al Gore
approves of it! He says he values families?! This is such a horrible,
horrible drug. Why don't people consider a newly conceived baby as a BABY?
I have been grieving the loss of my baby for almost one month. I has a
miscarriage on Friday, Sept. 8th, 2000. I was 6 weeks pregnant. My husband
and I had been praying for, hoping for, and planning for a second child. We
had been trying for 8 months. I cry that I lost my baby and it was out of my
control, while other people want to take a pill to kill it. Don't they
realize that they are killing a precious baby, a gift from God. ? Don't they
know that there are thousands and thousands of women who WANT babies but
can't get pregnant or stay pregnant. Just because THEY don't want their baby
doesn't mean that someone else wouldn't love to be that baby's mother. I cry
when I touch my belly and realize that my baby is no longer there.
The baby that had been growing in me for 6 weeks was a human life created by
God and loved by me, my husband, and my 5 year old daughter. My daughter now
says a sweet prayer every night. "Please God, help the next baby to grow to
be healthy so it can grow big enough to live outside of mommy's tummy."Even
a 5 year old child realizes that this 6 week old fetus was a human life
created by God!!
The sadness is too hard to describe. However; I believe that my baby is in
heaven now, and that I will see him in a perfect body when Jesus Christ
returns for us someday. This thought gives me great comfort.
Please help my voice , and other voices like mine, be HEARD. I pray that God
will help me to demonstrate to others His Glory by having faith and responding
His Way to all this needless suffering.
Thank You,
Donna Tappan
Edmond, OK
I got pregnant when I was seventeen years old. A high school drop out with a
rock bottom job. The father's first thought was that I should get an
abortion, and my mother pressured me to do the same. I was a drunk,, going no
where, how could I take care of a baby? I chose to have my baby. I did after
all pray to God to help me get my life straightened out, This was His way.
This baby was my angel from God.
Today that baby is eleven years old, and is a healthy, outgoing, good hearted
little boy, who was saved and baptized last year. I would not be surprised if
he was called to preach, wouldn't that be something.
You see, I could have gotten an abortion. I could have taken the
"easy" way
out, but I chose to accept the responsibility the Lord blessed me with. I
had that child by myself, and raised him the first year alone, until I met a
man that loved me and my son.
I did not accept welfare checks, although we were on food stamps for a little
while, and we made it! I am so thankful that I made the right decision. I
have never believed in abortion, and I believe that if you don't want to have
a baby, don't have sex, and if you do take responsibility for your actions.
Don't harm your innocent child, you will live to regret it.
-Angie Callahan
One day when I was in third grade, my mom and dad asked me to sit down for a
talk. They began by saying that since I was very little, my parents always
found me sleeping curled tightly in the fetal position, buried in the
covers and always to one side of the bed.
I had a recurring nightmare of being trapped in a room with a window
Blocked by a knife, and they said they often found me talking to my "other self."
My mom said she thought these were signs telling her to confess something she
had done and hoped I would forgive her.
She told me how, at 39, with her 5 children grown, (the youngest was 19
years old and two were in college), she had found herself pregnant. She
had been pressured especially by a particular friend to abort because she was
too old and it would be "ridiculous" at her age, to have a baby. This was
1952, and her friend told her a self abortion method.
She delayed her abortion attempt until the end of June, her eldest son
Elliottīs, birthday.
She was about 3 months pregnant. She started to cry and told me never to
believe them when they tell you it is not a baby, but just a blob of
tissue. Tracing a tiny outline in the palm of her hand, she said "he was this big
and a fully formed baby." She could hardly continue. "He was a perfect
little baby boy."
She cried to heaven on that cold bathroom floor and asked God to forgive
her and promised Him if she were ever to become pregnant again, she would
NEVER abort a baby. She flushed her little son down the toilet and said she lay
on the cold floor crying until she was numb.
No one knew, except her and her so called "friend." Later, she still felt
pregnant. The doctor said that I was probably a tumor or an ulcer. And the
first part of September, I kicked her! The doctor was amazed that I had
been a hiding twin and survived the abortion attempt. She told no one of her
pregnancy except my dad, and later, my youngest brother, 19-year-old Fred,
who I kicked.
I was due January 21, 1953, however, I was induced one month early on
December 19, 1952, and after 3 days of labor, I was born at the Hour of
Mercy, 3:30 P.M., Sunday, December 21, 1952. She asked me to forgive her.
I asked if she loved me NOW because she did not know me then. She sobbed
and sobbed and said, "Yes. I love you with my very life." I said, "Ok," and
walking back down the hall to my room I could still hear her heartbreaking
sobs. When my dad hurried and caught my arm, he whispered, "I did not do it."
And pointing to Mom, he said, "She did!" And I believe the Holy Spirit said
this to him through me: "But your love was supposed to make her feel safe to
have me." Those words hit his heart and stopped him from coming any further.
(Note: I never slept curled up or had nightmares after this day.)
Years came and went. My momīs "illness" without a name was cyclical and
caused her to take to her bed from the end of June to the beginning of
September. Sometimes she flew into rages, or walked the floors night after
night, or went on buying binges. She suffered from paranoia, and gobbled
down her doctorīs pills. This led to stays in mental hospitals, filled
with psychotropic drugs and painful electroshock therapy. Part of the therapy
was to tell her it was a shame abortion was not legal then, because she could
have gone to college, had a career...and not wasted her talents.
I remember when I looked deeply into her drugged eyes and told her one
summer day, "I know my mom is in there somewhere and some day when I grow
up, I am going to find out what this illness is!" We all suffered.
Around me I saw other moms with similar problems and obsessions. Now we
were living in the days of Roe v. Wade. Imagine the scope of my momīs pain from
just one abortion attempt, and now women have multiple abortions!
Three months before my mom died, I asked her why all the breakdowns June
through September every year. Why? she broke down in tears and said it was
on Elliottīs birthday (the end of June) that she aborted my brother and
when Elliott had died tragically at age 27, she felt she had caused the death
of her first born son when she aborted her last son. By September she
remembered the day I kicked her and how happy she was, and that would
bring her out of her moods. She could not trust herself and hated herself for
aborting her baby! How could God forgive her?
It was a form of self punishment for a crime she felt she could not be
forgiven. I told her that is why Jesus died and that God forgave her when
she found out that she was still pregnant with me. He trusted her to give
me life. She never saw this until the day I told her. Three months later she
died, but at peace, and forgiven.
Then and now, silence from the pulpit, the medical and psychiatric
communities keep this killing cycle going. Now we have a name for the
"illness." It is post-abortion syndrome. But physicians and womenīs
(so-called "rights groups") do not even recognize it. How many suffer in
silence, looking for help. Yet, we live in an age where Project Rachel
groups, St. Raphael Ministries retreats, and pro life organizations are
breaking through the silence barrier and helping all the victims of
abortion to find healing through the cross of Jesus and the life giving sacraments,
especially Reconciliation.
I can remain silent no more. I was a survivor of abortion. Life is never a
mistake; life is always a blessing from God. Every single person has a
divine mission that only they can fulfill. The Bible says, "...and a child
shall lead them." It is the worst of times because of great sin, but it is
the best of times because of an abundance of Godīs grace. Love is a
decision. Let us decide to be silent no more.
Reprinted with permission from The Priests for Life website. All rights reserved.
Mommy keep me safe, Mommy keep me warm,
Handle me with all your love, Mommy keep me from harm.
I'm only six weeks old today, This birthday gift to me,
A pair of bright blue eyes, That someday you will see.
I've barely got ears, A little puppy nose,
and at the end of my feet, Little things called toes.
Looking forward to my life, toys, teddy bears, snails,
and long fairy tales. Where are we going mommy,
in a bath, on a bus ride or, perhaps far away.
Where are we going being pushed at all force.
How funny it feels passing through doors,
people dressed in green, if they hurt you mommy just scream.
What's happening mommy, I'm starting to cry,
Mommy come quickly, they're making me die,
Killing me slowly, Pulling me apart,
everything inside of me even my heart, Bye mommy, good-bye
But how I wanted to see the grass, the trees,
hear a sweet song, feel a sweet breeze. Bye mommy
good-bye I love You I really do
I just wish you could love me too.
It just isn't right to take such an innocent life!
-By Fred Minneck
A small seed
I am a seed: I am alive.
My mommy is sixteen years old.
My daddy is seventeen years old.
She went to the clinic today,
The doctor told her she was going to have a baby.
My mommy tells my daddy she is going to have a baby.
My mommy is crying. My daddy is screaming.
My mommy loves me: my daddy hatesme.
Why does he want my mommy to kill me?
What did I do wrong?
My mommy is at the clinic again
This time my daddy is with her.
I am cold, I wish I could have seen the world
I know my mommy loved me, why couldn't daddy?
My mommy's love for my daddy was too strong.
And now I am dead because........
I was a seed and my daddy didn't want me...
-By Amy via Email