Abortion
Month 1
Mommy, I am only 8 inches long, but I have all my
organs. I love the sound of your voice. Every time I hear
it, I wave my arms and legs. The sound of your heart
beat 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 am a baby.
I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though.
It is so nice and warm in here.
Month 3
You know what Mommy, I'm a girl!! I hope that makes
you happy. I always want you to be 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 a lot of it. I spend a lot of my
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 the doctor 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 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!
Please make him stop! I can't get away from it!
Mommy!! HELP me!!
Month 7
Mommy, I am okay. I am in Jesus's arms. he is
holding me. He told me about abortion. Why didn't you
want me, Mommy?
Every 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. Repost
this if you have a heart and are against Abortion.