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Jody
New York,
United States
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My abortions took place in the early 70's. My first one was shortly after I graduated from high school. The boy was someone I dated casually, and I wanted him to like me. He was among the "cool kids.” He wasn't all that cool because, as soon as he found out I was pregnant, he said, “Get rid of it.”
Communication with him was stopped. My parents said I was too young to have a baby, this would ruin my life, and that no man wants to marry a woman with a child. I couldn't afford to have a baby. New York was the first state to legalize abortion so I was "in luck.” I was 6-8 weeks along, and I checked into my local hospital to have the procedure done. I was told it was just a bunch of cells at this point of my pregnancy. At that time you were hospitalized for an overnight stay and they put you on the maternity floor. I don't remember the procedure itself, but I do remember the worst part of my stay which was when they would come and close my door as they wheeled the babies down the hall to be with their mothers. I could hear the basinets being rolled down the hall and some of the babies crying. It was painful.
The second abortion was only two years later. I was in a relationship with a young man and, when he found out I was pregnant, he proposed to me. I said yes but really didn't want to get married. I wasn't in love with him. We were just having fun. I consulted with a doctor about an abortion and he said he could do it, but we must act fast because I was already more than 10 weeks along. I broke off the engagement and scheduled the abortion. On the day I was to go in for the abortion the father called me and begged me not to go through with it. He said he would take the baby and raise it. I said it was too late and went ahead with the abortion. This time I was somewhat awake. I could hear the suction machine. The nurse held my hands because I was shaking so much. Then she went to work at a table near my side. I asked what she was doing. The doctor said she was checking to make sure they got it all. She was assembling the baby to be sure all parts were present and nothing was left behind. I cried and things were never the same.
I spiraled downward. It was ugly. Abortion, not the child in my womb, made a mess of my life.
In 1990 I found Care Net, then known as Crisis Pregnancy Center. I went through a Bible study that gave me peace, healing, and forgiveness. I went through a 2nd study in 2012. It just reaffirmed what I already knew. I belong to God, He is my Father, and He loves me and has forgiven me.
I have volunteered with Care Net since 1990 and now serve on their board of directors. I want to ensure that help and truth is out there for other men and women so that they could be spared the pain of abortion.
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