Abortion, Yes or No?

If you have that baby, I'll kill something you love, Jerry stated, and then stormed from the room, slamming the metal, front door of the mobile home as hard as he could.

With shaky hands, she slid a cigarette from the pack, counting to see how many she had left after the one in her hand since she couldn't buy any more until next week. Cigarettes aren't good for the baby, but there won't be a baby if he has anything to do with it. It would be impossible to live alone with no income except for a part time job at the tiny restaurant down the block . That won't provide enough income to take care of a baby, and then there were the hospital bills, babysitter bills after the baby was born.

It began raining outside, and the drops looked like tears of the angels, crying for the tiny life inside that may never get to live. There were two other young children to think about, not his kids by blood, and only one lived with them. The other child was with his father in Denver and safe. The cigarette began burning her fingers, the ashes dropping in a long stream to the floor. Damn, that was the last one she could have until tonight if she wanted to make them last, but the worries hit so hard and stayed so long the cigarette just disappeared unnoticed.

With aging parents and two young children, it was obvious she would have to go through with the abortion or risk losing someone she loved, but the thought made her sick, so how could she do it? If she managed to get through it, she would leave and move back to Iowa where she used to live, move back in with mom and dad for a while and get her head straight.

Her belly didn't look any bigger. The doctor said she was about six weeks along, and the nurse said at that point the baby isn't even viable, and is nothing more than a bundle of blood and tissue. That made a little sense, six weeks wasn't that long, but still, what if the information was wrong and the baby was further along at six weeks then they thought? Her hand reached down and she put it on her belly, a strong sense of maternal love flowing through her as she gently rubbed the child that would never be born. So if the child isn't viable until about six months, what about the movie they show in the clinic about abortion? The clinic showed her a movie about it when she first signed up, and when an unborn fetus is aborted it almost seemed to lean away as though it knew what was coming, or maybe that was all in her mind. She knew she couldn't go through the abortion not knowing when her fetus was viable, not really. She wasn't very far along, but the procedure was the same. A small plug is inserted in the uterus opening to open up a hole and absorb the fetal fluid, and a chill ran through her as protective feelings for the small unborn child tore through her mind and body.

Some people say the soul enters the body when the child is born, but if that is true, how can partial birth abortions be moral or right? The baby is actually born alive, but when it is partially out of the birth canal, the doctor pierces the spine and the baby dies. That isn't an abortion, that is murder. Another cold chill went through her at the thought of such a horrible event. How could any mother lie there and allow someone to murder her child? Roe vs Wade gives women the right to make the decision about abortion, to decide how they want to use their bodies, but what about the rights of the unborn child? Don't they have any rights just because they are silent?

The clock on the wall chimed out three times, and her son Robby would be home soon from school. She began picking up clothes and a few things she would need on the trip back to Iowa to mom and dad's house, to have her baby and protect her family. Nobody was going to intimidate her into killing her unborn child, a child that had rights too, even though it wasn't yet formed, it was a person, Robby's brother or sister, and she knew she didn't regret having him for one day of her life. Thirty minutes after Robby got home, the suitcases were in the back of the old Dodge and they were driving down the dirt road to the interstate, a smile on her face because she knew she'd made the right decision, at least for her unborn child, herself and Robby.