Aborted Abortions, Page #18

1/20/03

To All of you readers who already have children and are in a crisis pregnancy
You have experienced pregnancy and birth, and the joys and challenges of motherhood. When your child is hungry you feed him; when he is tired you provide a place for him to sleep, when he does something funny you laugh, when he is hurt, you cry. You have struggled through hard times, and at night when you rock your baby to sleep and feel their soft hair and gentle breath on your cheek, you are grateful to have made it through another day.
You have often gone without what you need to provide what your child needs. Now, you are faced with including another person in your family and you do not know if you can do it. There may not be enough now, how can you provide even more?
Now, while you are afraid and upset, and everything looks so big and hopeless, a ray of light is offered to you. If you hurry, you can have an abortion. You may know people who have done it, you may be hearing from family and friends who assure you that it is a good and safe solution for you and will help you provide for the children you already have.
Before you make a decision that will end your newest childs life, share something with it, the same as you have shared with your other children. At this point there are no diapers to change, no bottles to fix, no little clothes to wash, no baby food to clean up because it sneezed while you were feeding it.
Now there is only worry and fear, and maybe some nausea. In fact there is only one experience you will share with this child if you decide to abort it, and that is its death.
If one of the children you have now was to sicken and need to be in the hospital, would you want to know how he or she was treated before they died? Would you want to share that as a mother? Or would you stay away, ask for pills so you could sleep while your child lived its last moments? Would you not want to know how you child spent its last moments ?
Go to a pet shop and ask to buy a pinkie mouse. They are about the size of a first trimester baby. For this experience you will need some small scissors, a pair of tweezers, some paper towels and of course Pinkie.
Pinkie is very small, and its skin is so thin you can see right into it. If you roll it over you can see its heart beating. The dark spot on its side is its liver. Little ribs and finger and toe bones shine like white threads through its skin. Its eyes are little round spots under the still closed lids. Pinkie is funny too, trying to crawl along and sometimes rolling on its side. It will nuzzle around and open and close its mouth. Pinkie is warm, and moving and very very small.
Put Pinkie on the towel. Grasp one of its legs with the tweezers and pull till it tears off. If it won't come off, a twist and pull will work and sometimes a twist and a firm jerk will get the job done. Now repeat this for the other three legs. The first is the hardest because Pinkie will be kicking with the other three.
Pinkie will be turning and twisting at this point, so you may need to hold it still with your other hand so you can get a better grip on its legs. Speed is very important.
Now the head needs to be taken off. You can try crushing it with the tweezers, which will sometimes work. Or you can grasp the sides of the head with the tweezers and turn and twist till it comes off. You may need to give it a start by taking the scissors and just snipping though the spinal bones at the base of the skull. Once these bones are cut the head will usually tear off with a jerking motion on the tweezers.
At this point, you will notice Pinkie's heart is still beating. Don't worry about that, it will stop in a few minutes.
Dispose of Pinkie in a plastic bag, or if you wish you may sell some of Pinkie's body parts to medical labs. This will also offset the cost of buying Pinkie.
Does this seem like a horrible thing to do to poor little Pinkie? Cruel? Are you thinking you could never do this to a nice little mouse like Pinkie?
Yet this is what you are thinking of doing to your own little Pinkie baby. Now you have shared what your baby will experience. Do you really want to pay someone to do this to your little Pinkie?
Hardships make us grow, fears melt as we find ways to take care of our children, love bonds the tightest with loyalty and working together, there is no satisfaction, no sense of accomplishment in avoiding a challenge. Fear makes us run away. The babies you already have have taught you that yes, you CAN take care of them, and yes there is room for another. A pregnancy is a trip that someone who loves you makes to be in your life. A crisis pregnancy is the trip your best frind makes to help you get through the hard times you are in. Let them come, don't let them be killed like Pinkie.
My reasons for saying this? I know you can raise you r children, ALL of them. I raised mine, all 8 of them, alone, and sometimes on less than $600 a month.
For several of my pregnancies, the pressure from Doctors to abort was intense. Socially I was often made fun of and gossiped about for allowing them to be born. Even my own mother cut me down, and did not visit us or offer love to my babies. One person referred to them as "flies" because there were so many of them. One doctor in the prenatal paperwork labeled me as insane for having baby # 5.
I put myself through college, starting when I was pregnant with number 8 and their father deserted us. Sometimes I felt alone, and afraid, and I would look in their rooms and see them all asleep and all trusting me to care for them. Sometimes I felt like I was in a very leaky little boat in a very big ocean.
I had hope for our future. I did not know ahead of time how I would keep my family together, but I knew a way would come about. And it did. In many little ways, learning to sew and making their clothes, learning about nutrition and cheaper ways to get high quality foods, teaching them to stick together, learning to budget my money and live within my means. Accepting help from time to time if we really needed it.
We made it! Now all eight are adults, and many are parents themselves. They are living an economic level I only dreamed of. They have loving spouses and are kind and generous people, assets to their communities and country.
I have learned something too, that children who are raised under tough conditions, who have to learn to be careful of their decisions and money, to think ahead, to be loyal to a family first and themselves second, make wonderful adults.
Don't be afraid to raise your children in less than ideal conditions, don't be afraid to sacrifice, or to do without a few things in order to raise your children, don't b4e afraid to learn new ways , new things , and become a little tougher, a little braver and a little more independent. Don't be afraid to face a crisis, its where the heroes are trained.