It was summer of 2009 and a long string of poor life decisions and drug abuse was culminating in me getting kicked out of the Air Force. I was at a crossroads and knew that my discharge from the military would either send me spiraling further out of control, or it would be the reality check I needed to maybe start making some changes.
Then I got what I considered to be good news—my girlfriend was pregnant. Although we weren’t where we needed to be in life, I never once considered an abortion. I longed to be a father and a husband and start a family. In fact, many of the arguments she and I had stemmed from the fact that I wanted to start a family and I was ready to leave behind this cycle of drug abuse we constantly found ourselves in, but she wasn’t.
Little did I know that before she even told me she was pregnant, she’d made an appointment at Planned Parenthood. She never even asked me, just made the decision and expected me to go along with it. While I was in the waiting room at her initial consultation, I had an experience I’ll never forget.
The waiting room was full of people and some guy’s phone rang. He had a conversation out loud in front of everyone there as though he was the only person in the room. When he announced to the person on the other end of the phone where he was, he laughingly said, “Yeah we had a little accident.”
I was so filled with rage that I could barely hold in. On the way home, stuck in traffic, for the first time my girlfriend actually asked how I felt about her being pregnant and getting an abortion. Even then, as a lost agnostic drug addict, I knew what we were doing was wrong. I knew it was murder.
When I told her how I felt it made zero difference, and I didn’t expect it to. Despite my convictions, I did the best I could to be supportive. Another thing I’ll never forget about the experience was what it did to her. Physically, she was in an enormous amount of pain and stayed in bed for several days. Emotionally, she was wrecked and hated herself for doing it. Mentally, no amount of lies she told herself justified the murder.
My child would be 16 this summer. I’d probably be teaching him/her how to drive and preparing for their final years of high school. I know one day I’ll get to meet him or her and not one tear will have been wasted. But I also am filled with regret when I think about the life that was taken, the life that was never given a chance to be lived. Despite the hardships my child would have been born into, there’s no amount of justification for not giving them the chance to live. All life is precious. Everyone deserves a chance to live. We must abolish abortion.
These two terminated the birth of their baby at 21 weeks because they found out the baby had Down Syndrome.
They recorded reactions and monetized it then complained about backlash saying they are "grieving the loss of their unborn baby" you killed the unborn child!
I hate these people
For all the parents out there dealing with a decision... let me give you another perspective
In 2018 my wife and I went in for our 20? week ultra sound at Beth Israel in Boston... the rep was very quiet the whole time, something seemed off. My wife & I were first time parents... didn't have much context. The doctor pulled us into her office and told us our sons nuchal fold was abnormally large... she went on to say there is a significant increased chance of Down Syndrome and even Turner's syndrome... talked about options to terminate the pregnancy. My wife was inconsolable, rightly so ... even thinking about it now brings back a lot of heavy emotions because of how hard of a day it was... hard...
I did a lot of research on the topic ... my wife & I prayed non stop about it. All we could do. The doctors wanted to do an amniocentesis which has its own host of risks..run more tests...
We came to the conclusion, which was not easy... it didn't matter... no amnio, no more tests.... I felt in my soul the Lord's plan was perfect and if our son was going to have Down Syndrome we would love him and shepherd him through this world the best we could. We get what we get. Anything from the Lord was a BLESSING and I was not going to point my finger at Him
Fast forward to today... our son is going to be 8 in the fall. He is perfect. Just hit a homerun the other day... a much better baseball player than I was at his age. My best friend
I share this deeply personal story for nothing more than to give just ONE parent hope... the Lord's plan is perfect... stay the course
@ZELLKLUMPEN It’s so evil. His evil thoughts displayed for all of us to see, because he somehow thinks by posting this it validates his decision to murder his own child.
@McJuggerNuggets It’s not an impossible decision, and you didn’t “lose” your child. You paid someone to murder your child. Deep down you know this, and you’re lying to yourself in an effort to soothe your conscience.