I was (I'm now ashamed to say) an
influence for my step-daughter to have an abortion at age 15 1/2. Her father and
I took her to a clinic in California. She was about 6 weeks along. At age 16,
(this time without our knowledge), in another state, she had a second abortion,
this time at about 18 weeks along.
The first abortion was very
depressing for us (her father and I) to sit by and watch, but she
said there was "nothing to it". She came out (of the clinic) laughing and
couldn't wait to get physical with her boyfriend again. The second abortion
was a different story. She was further along, and alone (this father wanted
the baby and wanted to marry her, but she got scared and against his wishes,
decided to take the "easy way"). This time when she asked to be 'put to
sleep like in California", she was told, "Sorry, Honey, we can't afford to
do it that way here." Then to her horror and pain, the tiny baby (a boy) was
sucked from her insides, (forced miscarriage).
By the time she had had her
second abortion, I knew it was wrong. (I had converted to
Catholicism). I was ridden with guilt for encouraging her the first time,
for if she had had that baby, the second one would not have died; and
she would not have the deaths of two babies on her conscience. And
believe me, they are!
Here are some ways the
abortions have affected me: I have another daughter who is unmarried and
pregnant, whom I am supporting and encouraging to "go through with it".
Also, I am pleased to be able to distribute this form to my step-daughter,
and to as many others as I can reach, so that they too may share there
stories, and help stop the myth that, "There's little difference between an
abortion and having a tooth pulled." I will always wonder what those lost
grandchildren would have been like. It's a depressing thought to realize
you've cooperated in the execution of your own grandchildren.
God has since blessed my
step-daughter with three beautiful, healthy children. Although I never
mention the abortions, many times she has told me that as time goes on and
these lovely children grow, she is even more deeply aware of the awful thing
P.S.: The father of the
second aborted baby boy, is my step-daughter's husband, and he has yet
to have a boy, which he longs for very much.