Birth Story: Boise, ID
Submitted to Abort73 by a 46-year-old woman on June 23, 2015.
Twenty-two years ago, I was in what some would call a crisis situation. My husband had left my little daughter and me. We were alone. I had every intention of rebuilding my life, and that included remaining abstinent. I was so lost, lonely, and hurting that I didn't maintain my standard. Well, I ended up pregnant. I was just a baby Christian, and my mind hadn't quite been purged of the whole abortion mantra I had been subjected to in school. I made a call to an abortion clinic. I couldn't see how I could possibly parent two babies on my own, nor could I see how I could love this new baby as much as my daughter. Fortunately, God provided me with a voice of reason. I was sharing my heartache and confusion with my mother. I expressed my plan to have an abortion. She sat there and listened while I reasoned it through. As I finished my weak justifications, my mother said the most chilling words. Words I needed to hear. She said, "You mean to tell me you are considering murdering my grandchild?'. Whoa! Suddenly a light bulb went on in my head. The fog lifted, and I realized my reasoning was flawed. This was a baby I was carrying—my child, my daughter's sibling, my mother's grandchild. I gave birth to that beautiful baby girl eight months later. I ended up having plenty of love for both girls. Her sister loved her and was so happy to have a baby sister. Now she is a lovely young woman. She is the mother of my first grandchild. She is a joy, and I couldn't imagine life without her. Sometimes I experience the shame of my potential choice, but I am so thankful God intervened through my mother. Many young women do not have a "voice of reason" to spur them on the choose life for their children. That is why I am so thankful for the many groups fighting on the front lines to defend life. Thank you Abort73.com.
Location: Boise, ID
Date: June 23, 2015