• Abortion:

    Month 1:

    Mommy,
    I am only 4 inches long,
    but I have all my organs.
    I love the sound of your voice.
    The sound of your heartbeat,
    is my favorite lullaby.

    Month 2:

    Mommy,
    Today I learned how to suck my thumb.
    If you could see me,
    you could definitely tell that I'm a baby.
    I'm not big enough to survive outside my home, though.
    Its so nice and warm in here.

    Month 3:

    You know what mommy?
    I'm a boy!!
    I hope that makes you happy.
    I don't like it when you cry.
    you sound so sad.
    It makes me sad, too,
    and I cry with you even though,
    you can't hear me.

    Month 4:

    Mommy,
    my hair is starting to grow.
    It is very short and fine,
    but I will have alot of it.
    I spend alot of time exercising.
    I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes
    and stretch my arms and legs.
    I am becoming quite good at it, too.

    Month 5:

    You went to a docter today.
    Mommy, he lied to you.
    He said that I'm not a baby.
    I am a baby, Mommy....Your baby.
    I think and feel.
    Mommy, What's an abortion?

    Month 6:

    I can hear that doctor again.
    I don't like him.
    He seems cold and heartless.
    Something is intruding my home.
    The doctor called it a needle.
    Mommy, what is it? It burns!
    I can't get away from it!
    Mommy! HELP me!

    Month 7:

    Mommy,
    I am okay.
    I am in Gods' arms.
    He is holding me.
    He told me about abortion.
    Why didn't you want me, Mommy?


    Everyday abortion is just...

    One more heart that was stopped.
    Two more eyes that will never see.
    Two more hands that will never touch.
    Two more legs that will never run.
    One more mouth that will never speak