Today I had my 11 week appointment. I saw a tiny baby on screen, moving around. I heard it’s heartbeat. I cried because I’m so happy the baby is doing well, and I can’t wait to be a mom.
I was talking to a friend afterwards who has children. She made the comment that seeing her baby on screen this early made abortion seem unbelievable to her.
To me, it makes me so sure that I’m pro-choice. I started imagining all the women who really want children, who get as far along as I am, and are told that they don’t have a viable pregnancy – that they themselves or their child will die if the pregnancy continues. I imagined what it would be like if they didn’t have options for safe healthcare in that situation. That’s horrifying to me.
I also thought of women who just can’t be mothers, for whatever reason, and didn’t feel what I felt at all. Maybe they’re in an unsafe environment, because of their partner or other circumstances. I imagined my baby being brought into an unsafe home because I didn’t have a choice. That terrified me.
I am so glad women can choose what they want to do with their bodies – for WHATEVER reason they want to do it.