Recently a healthy young woman went to see her doctor for a prenatal checkup on her baby girl. She had named her Madison.Read the rest.
Last week she went to an abortion clinic to end her daughter’s life.
Four days later, this mom died from complications related to that abortion.
That child went from being wanted — a beloved girl named Madison — to being terminated — one more slaughtered baby in our culture of death.
Why? They found out Madison had fetal anomalies.
Hearing that news as a parent is hard. If you have not experienced the shock of such a diagnosis in your child, then it is difficult to describe how truly horrifying it is. All the bright imaginations about what a little boy or little girl will be like are suddenly colored in very dark shades. The worst fears about the future and worst prejudices about disability make it difficult to think clearly or rationally, especially in the first days and weeks.
The evil whispers about how unfair it is become louder and bolder.
As my wife and I talked this over, she summed up our early days with disability really well: “I thought my life was over. It wasn’t true.”
Did anyone say that to Madison’s mother?
Tuesday, February 19, 2013
"They found out Madison had fetal anomalies"
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