My Babies were Martyrs
I was 16 the first time I had an abortion. I was young, ignorant, selfish and
uniformed about abortion. I was barely 18 the second time I had the abortion.
This time I was hardened, materialistic and convinced my boyfriend the baby was
not a life. Promiscuity was my problem and my mother's Blue/Cross Blue Shield
paid for my first abortion.
Both of my abortions were "textbook". Absolutely no physical or psychological
It took me a year and a half for it to "hit me". I became pregnant by my
boyfriend who was the father of the second baby I aborted. We planned this
pregnancy and were scheduled to be married. I was devastated by what I done
twice. I knew by pictures, personal reading and searching that I had killed two
I went straight to God for forgiveness. I was underinsured and couldn't
afford psychological counseling. I went to the one who was always there. I told
God I was sorry for everything that I have done. He forgave me immediately. I
was suffering PAS and wasn't functioning emotionally at all. God took that away.
My babies I consider were martyrs. They brought me back to God, the Catholic
Church, the sacraments, Jesus and Mary. It's sad to think that people innocently
died for me but it took something as awful as committing abortion twice to wise
me up. I then knew God allows things to happen because of free will. Of course
Jesus paid an awesome price for my salvation. I now speak publicly about
abortion for twelve years.