Another Angle of a Crisis Pregnancy

The genetic counselor told me, “This only happens in 1 in 3,000 births.” I came to consider it a high privilege to have been chosen to be the one in 3,000. The OBGYNs said over and over again, “She will die.” I would touch my tummy and feel her slightest movement, I would think, “She is well today.” They said, ” She is incompatible with life.” I thought, “She is already alive!” They should not use that term…ever.

Her odds of making it to her 1st birthday were slim. Everything on the earth that is fleeting is all the more valuable. “She is rare and precious,” was my conclusion. People pressured Dante’ that I should abort. I bristled, “Good thing they are so respectful of my choice-Ha- She will live just as long as she wants. “ Choose life is entangled in human DNA. If the child had a choice, they would choose to live and fulfill their destiny on earth, however brief. Every person has a destiny. Who are we because we are bigger and stronger to enforce our will on another human being? If that happens at school, we call that bullying. What would the world have been like without Carly being here to share her gifts? It would not have been a better place.

Crisis pregnancies, like most trials in life, are a chance to dig deep and cry out (to God). An amazing chance to grow and stretch and become stronger than you ever dreamed possible. No, its not easy, but why do we not encourage each other to be brave and strong? Why not lay our lives down for another human being? Isn’t this the very definition of LOVE?

Only another Momma of a handicapped child truly understands what I am about to say: the most discriminated against people are handicapped children in the womb. I am sorry for hate and discrimination of all kinds. However, not one subgroup can say they systematically have their hearts stop beating by people who think they are making the world a better place. This is very twisted, yet universally accepted. 90% never make it out of the womb. The very place designed for their protection.

Crisis pregnancies do not have to end the life of the child. I implore us to take another look at this subject, to consider and honor the lives lost to this institution of abortion. Everyone of those babies are just as alive in heaven as Carly. They love their mommy and daddy. They deserve a name, to be considered, to be spoken of, cried for, apologized to. They are very much alive in heaven, they still would have chosen their destiny on earth. There is healing. There is hope. There is forgiveness. May we seek after these things that are universally needed. Weeping may endure for the night, but JOY comes in the morning!