It certainly comes as no surprise and it is definitely not new news that the abortion industry and the media and individuals who support it try and deny the truth about abortion and the reality of abortion survivors, but I’ve been thinking a lot lately about how this denial of our lives and abortion’s often devastating effects doesn’t just affect us, but affects our families, truly, it affects all families, who have been touched by abortion.
There are so many milestones met during pregnancy that women celebrate and cherish: from receiving the positive pregnancy test results to hearing their child’s heartbeat for the first time, from seeing the baby on ultrasound to feeling his or her first kick and everywhere in-between, pregnancy is full of milestones. For women who experience complications in their pregnancy, making it to a certain week of pregnancy is a big milestone to meet.
In an interview in March with Planned Parenthood president Cecile Richards, Fusion TV’s Jorge Ramos asked Richards the question of all questions, “When does life start? When does a human being become a human being?” I've personally wanted to ask her that question, and specifically, about when she thought my life began (before, during or after I survived the failed abortion), for a long time!
Understandably, a lot of people have questions about abortion survivors. How we survive, why we survive, what the impact is for us (emotionally, mentally, physically and spiritually), why the realities of survivors is not well-known or spoken about, even by survivors, themselves.
I had a powerful conversation the other night at the Gospel Haven Church in Millersburg, Ohio, with an adoptive mother who is also a part of the Pure Gift of God adoption assistance program in the Millersburg community (you can check them out on Facebook). On reflection I thought our conversation was worthy of sharing with others.
Every pregnancy is different. At close to three months pregnant currently, I’ve been reflecting upon this quite often. Whereas my first pregnancy with Olivia was uncomplicated, my second pregnancy with our son, Gabriel, resulted in a miscarriage late in the first trimester. While my pregnancy with Gabriel resulted in a miscarriage, this third pregnancy has been void of complications thus far.
"There are other people who are haunted by abortion, too. Nurses and doctors."
Sixty-two days. Today, my dear son or daughter, you are 62 days old. I say son or daughter, because, you are 62 days old in the womb today, so we don’t know a whole lot yet about you. But what we do know is this. You are ours and you are loved.