Note: The following account was sent recently to the Pro-Life Action League by a woman named Raynee, who gave us her permission to publish it.
This is not easy, but due to recent bills being passed to end third trimester pregnancies, I feel compelled to share my story.
My name is Raynee. My hope in sharing this is that it may help someone, some girl who needs help like I did, but didn’t get it in time.
I am sickened by the abortion issue in general, but when I hear that they are trying to allow abortions until the end of pregnancy, it boils my blood! Not because I don’t “understand” the issue and am ignorant to it, but because when I was MUCH younger in 1990, I made a terrible choice to abort my baby.
The doctors said she was dying in my womb and abortion was the only answer. Yet to this day, I suffer because of my decision. My message to all women who feel they are doing the “right thing” is think again before you go through with this horrible “procedure”!
I held my baby and she WAS a baby … hair, nails, beautiful eyes, I saw them all. I held her in my arms. If I had it to do over again, I would never have chosen abortion. Make no mistake, this final choice ends with a lifetime of great loss and horrible guilt. I was 7 months pregnant at the time of my abortion. I went through 18 hours of labor. I become angry when I hear doctors saying that abortion is “no big thing”…not even in the third trimester. I am living proof that it is everything in the end.
When I aborted my Lea I thought it was the right thing to do. Doctors told me it was “best” for both of us. Oh how wrong they were. I know I’ll see my Lea again someday, this I am sure of, but how I wish I could have seen her grow up no matter what disability she may have had. Children are a gift and we should always treat them as such.
In Memory of Lea
