Living Life by Heather

I was unmarried when I got pregnant at 19.  I didn’t believe in abortion and never had, but I was scared to death.  What would my friends think, family think, church think? I knew I was going to be a disappointment to everyone, but I also knew that I could count on my mom. 

You see my Mom was married at 16, had two children by 18, and then got pregnant by her brother-in-law, my dad’s brother.  She went to the abortion clinic, but walked out without having the procedure. She went back for a second time, and walked out again.

She kept her mouth shut for years, and made a promise to herself that the day her baby girl “became a woman”, then that would be the day she would admit what she had almost done.  From time to time, when something would happen to her little girl, she would think back to the day she’d wanted her unborn baby gone and would feel guilty and blame herself for her daughter’s misfortune. 

When I got my period for the first time, my mom told me her story, and I loved her more because of it.  I forgave her and thanked her with my whole heart. 

So when I found myself pregnant and went to the free clinic for help, I was able to recognize their lies and walk away even though they were very good at scaring young girls who wanted to believe what they were advocating.  After telling my family, I started to grow in love with my baby as he grew inside of me.  He was born a month early, and then God took him away 32 days later.  My lovely baby died in his sleep of SIDS. 

I’m only 26 now, but can honestly say that those 32 days were the best and I wouldn’t have changed a thing.  If I were brought here on this earth only to enjoy those 32 days with my son, it was well worth it.  In honor of my mother and my son, I stand for life.