I am pro-choice.
I believe you have the right to make choices over your body. If you want to donate a kidney, by all means, do so. If you are at risk for breast cancer and you want to have a double mastectomy in order to prevent even the slightest chance of it happening, be my guest. If you want to have a hysterectomy because your reproductive system has only brought you grief, it is your prerogative. I believe in choice when choice goes as far as you end and someone else begins.
Yours is not the choice to kill me simply because you don’t like me. Yours is not the choice to end your elderly parent’s life because he or she has become a financial and emotional burden. And yours is not the choice to kill a child simply because he or she has come at an inconvenient time or under less than ideal circumstances. That he or she has not yet been disconnected from your umbilical cord is irrelevant, regardless of what the law of your land dictates.
Ours is the choice to honor, respect, and nurture this new life. Ours is the choice to ultimately be part of this child’s continuous story or let someone else have that joy. Ours is not the choice to decide life or death over a life we had no power to create and no right to destroy.
We all have choices. And choices bring consequences. When we choose to engage in behavior that may lead to untimely pregnancies we must be prepared to take responsibility for the results. It is not the innocent who should pay. And if the choice was made for us, we still can take charge of the rest. We can choose how the story ends.
January is Sanctity of Life month.
As an adoptive mother this is a topic close to my heart. My children’s birthmom knew she could not keep them. But she could have chosen to end their lives rather than face the nine months of questions, well-intentioned advice, and hurtful remarks that she must have endured in carrying two children for whom she chose to make an adoption plan. Our society still places a stigma on women who relinquish their children, calling them heartless, and judging rather than consoling and comforting. Instead, she went forward with her decision, with the discomfort of the pregnancy, with the pain of the delivery, with the heartbreak of the separation.
My children’s birth mom made the hardest of the choices. It seems that she is also pro-choice.
PS: My intention is not to offend or create controversy. I am not one to write blogs to stir people up. This is simply from my heart as a mama who is grateful to the woman who gave life to my two amazing kiddos. So if you disagree and choose to comment, please do so kindly and respectfully.