I remember the day I first found out my daughter would have special needs, and when I faced a very important question. You see, my husband and I scheduled an appointment with an obstetrician who specialized in high-risk pregnancies. He looked at the results from all the tests that had been done, along with the x-rays, and asked my husband and me if we were sure we wanted to keep the pregnancy. In this moment the very question was so repulsive, how could this man ask such a thing, as if murder of an unborn child was even an option? Now yes, I know the arguments, that it’s a woman’s right to choose, and that it’s not really a child. But all that is just brain washing to justify a guilty conscience. In that moment, I remember my husband’s reply as well as my own, I told the doctor, that I would not commit murder, and Mike’s answer was “no way in Hell.” You see, we both knew that no matter what happened, no matter the trials was that would come, we both knew and believed that the little girl that was growing inside of me was uniquely created by God, and that she was knit together in my womb as it says in Psalm 139. Did it mean that the rest of the time it took to bring Mandy to term would be challenging? Yep, I spent 6 months on bed rest, and I had to deliver her by C-section. Was that worth it? Yes. My daughter is 10 years old, and while she has special needs, I would not trade her for anything in the world. What do you think? Do you agree that a child is uniquely created, or are they expendable at the altar of choice?
P.S If you want to see the other side of the right to choose, then I strongly encourage you to listen to this podcast where Melisa Ohden speaks out about her experience of being an abortion survivor.
Also published on Medium.