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An abortion is one dead and one wounded. Most women who abort do so because they were pressured by somebody else to have the abortion. And many post-abortive women punish themselves, though they don’t realize they are doing it. Those who work with women in prison have said that probably 80-90% of the women there, when they finally look at their life, realize that their life of promiscuity, drugs, and crime began as a response to an abortion. They wanted to die just like their child had died, because a big part of them died with the child.

There’s no such thing as a woman having no consequences to an abortion.

What they need more than anything is healing. The people who exploit their personal pain and raging hormones for the sake of money and/or power are sick puppies, and they are the ones who need legal punishment.

I am about as pro-life as they come, but I’ve had a personal experience that helps me relate to abortive women. We lost our first child at 42 weeks. We had 3 living children and then I miscarried and went into post-partum depression. I conceived again but when I almost immediately had spotting we did an ultrasound that confirmed a heartbeat - when my daughter looked like an old-time clothespin. I cried with joy. A couple days later the doctor told us he had never seen a child survive with that slow a heartbeat; we shouldn’t get our hopes up. I should take progesterone to keep from miscarrying in the remote chance that the child would live. I had tests to monitor the HCG and progesterone levels but the nurses started not calling me or calling me back and I thought they must know that the child had died. I didn’t think I could survive the pain of hoping and losing again. Believing she had died, I wanted to stop the progesterone and give up. My husband was not full of raging hormones and he wouldn’t let me stop the progesterone. My sister spoke faith to me, and our daughter - who we named Tabitha, our little girl back from the dead - was given my sister’s name for her middle name.

I had no hope. I needed somebody to be strong for me, and my husband was. That’s what a husband is for. But these women most often have a man who wants her to kill the child, have parents who want her to kill the child, and are told by a “doctor” that it’s just a blob of tissue like a bloody nose. They are hurting and deceived.

I mentioned that our first daughter was stillborn at 42 weeks. When our second child came along I developed gestational diabetes after the time they usually test for diabetes, and I was confronted with the probability that the same thing had happened in my first pregnancy and my Christmas candy had killed my child. The doctors had told me everything was fine, and I trusted them. But I had to live with the realization that my trusting the doctors had killed my child. Could you imagine if, after the hell I lived through because of that, a police officer knocked on my door and told me I had to go to jail for killing my child?

If we had a law that nobody could earn one penny off of abortion it would end tomorrow. These doctors don’t do this out of the goodness of their hearts; they do it for money. And the women they deceive and abuse are just one more casualty, just like the child in the slop bucket.