[Sorry about the f-bomb, folks. I try to save it for special occasions. At least I censored a bit. You see? I'm growing.]
This makes me ill. First of all, I would just die inside if my daughter chose to have an abortion. Children, whether they are planned or a surprise, are the most amazing creatures. It is impossible to hide from oneself as a parent. Children throw our worst, laziest, most destructive traits into sharp relief. They are also experts at pulling down walls that have taken a lifetime to build, as well as softening the hardest edges. When I was surprised with my first child at the highly disorganized and irresponsible age of 23, abortion was never on the table. I was scared and really freaked out, but I knew I loved her. I’ll never regret it.
So, if faced with the prospect of a pregnant 15 year old, (how the very thought of that makes my blood run cold), I would pray that I had given my daughter the tools to make the right decision. (And yes, there is a “right” and a “wrong” decision in this case. I won’t apologize for absolutes.) I wouldn’t stand back and let her make the decision alone, however, since her life would not be the only one impacted. That would be my grandchild, and I would see the beauty of my daughter in that child. I’d fight for it, and I hope she would too. Stories like these absolutely remind me to take nothing for granted. Teaching my daughter about the sanctity of life and the miracle of God’s little surprises is one of my top priorities as a mother, as well as taking responsibility for one’s stupid and reckless decisions. There is very little emphasis in this culture on personal responsibility, which may be why we have elected an unabashed socialist as president. My child will learn responsibility, honor, respect and a sense of duty that is almost absent present society.
The mother in the story is disgusting. While I sympathize with her desire to do what was best for her daughter, if she had taken five minutes’ time to reflect upon the decision she practically made for her daughter, she might have been able to see that surgical termination of her daughter’s unborn would not contribute to the mental wellbeing of her child. Idiot. Sex and all that it entails is no country for 15 year olds to attempt to negotiate. It’s complicated at 30, for heaven’s sake. There are so many emotions involved, as well as the physical complications that can arise. I’m no nun; I speak from experience. Kids in their early teens don’t have the emotional walls built up to deal with casual intimate relationships. We build up our callouses later in life, enabling us to survive the damage. Sex is one thing, however; abortion is an entirely different animal. That young girl in the story didn’t have a chance. Of course she’ll initially opt for the “easy” way out. It is up to the mother to guide and counsel her, to make sure she’s seen the situation from all sides. Idiot woman.
I haven’t even gotten to the fact that this woman refused to tell her husband what was going on with his little girl. If I were to ever pull something so stupid and selfish, I’d hope to God my husband would divorce me. I know my husband, and I know how much he loves his girl. He’d be heartbroken if his grandchild–however much of a surprise–were killed out of convenience. Even thinking of his reaction to completely hypothetical situation just tears my heart out.
This woman has got to live with the decision she so thoughtlessly made. A 15 year old is not an adult; she has no idea how to navigate the murky, deep waters of adult consequences. It was her mother’s job to help her come out the other side of a bad situation, and yet she just made it worse, ensuring her daughter a lifetime of pain, guilt and sorrow. Good job, Mom.