I remember the physical pain of my first miscarriage.
I had never been pregnant before and we did not even know I was pregnant. We were flying up to Michigan and the pain, particularly in flight, was nearly unbearable. A doctor in Michigan ordered the tests and confirmed both the pregnancy and the miscarriage at the same time. I was probably only six weeks along (four gestational weeks).
I can remember feeling emotionally numb about it. I didn't feel pregnant. I didn't feel like a mom. Those thoughts didn't even occur to me. I only felt a lot of pain.
I had three children before I had another miscarriage. This time, I was an experienced mom. As soon as we had a positive test, we were excited. The hcg tests were good. It was at the early ultrasound to determine gestational age that we found out we actually had a blighted ovum. I was so saddened by the news. Four months later, we were pregnant with Gabriel.
The friends I have who have miscarried all felt a great loss. It was not a tumor or blob whose heart had stopped. They had lost their children. The loss of pre-born children is barely recognized in our society. It is a mostly silent loss, leaving the parents feeling lonely and helpless. They suffer the agony of unrealized hopes and dreams.
My heart breaks for all the young mothers out there who have been sold an evil, terrible, devious lie. They have been told that the precious life growing inside their wombs is little more than an inconvenient tumor. They are presented with a relatively easy "solution" for their unfortunate condition. The truth is deliberately withheld. Abortion proponents have resisted legislation which would require waiting periods, informed consent, parental consent, ultrasounds, etc. It is well known that the majority of women planning abortion change their minds after seeing the "blob" (baby) on an ultrasound.
Safe? Legal? Rare? That they don't want women to know the truth of abortion says otherwise.
How many women, believing the lie, have consented to having the "products of pregnancy" removed only to find out weeks or months (years?) later the truth of abortion? How many women see pro-life or abortion literature and, realizing that the "product" that was so unceremoniously suctioned out was, in fact, a small but fully formed baby complete with fingers and toes, experience profound traumatic shock?
I know many pro-life people who would scoff at that. They would hasten to condemn the women. It is true that many women know exactly what they are doing. Still, there are those who do not. The scars from such a trauma must be agony. These are women who not only suffered loss, but are burdened with the guilt of having unwittingly "chosen" the killing of their children. If grief from miscarriage is silent and lonely, how much more terrible must their grief laden with guilt be?
We must pray for an end to this evil that has penetrated, no, infected our society.