My Body, My Right

How dare you judge me.
You
who doesn't know me, my dreams, my past, my pain.
You don't know why I did it
and you dont understand.


I'm not ready,
to be a mother,
he isn't ready to be a father.

It was an accident.

The condom broke,
The Pill failed.

Oh, God
I am not ready to bring a baby into the world now,
not yet,
not with him,
he isn't the one,
he won't be a father
and what kind of mother could I be,
after what happened to me last year?

I'm not over it,
yet.

I don't wish this situation on our baby.

This morning I was 5 weeks along
and
now I am relieved.


Relieved that I am strong
Relieved that I have rights
that I have money
that I have a friend that supports me.

You see,
I am not ready,
emotionally,
financially,
physically.

I am going to wait until it is right.

My abortion was my choice,
my right,
my sadness,
and my very private moment.
I live with it, with my choice
NOT YOU!

Don't judge me,
you don't know who I am.


Today I blog for choice. Today I blog for my friend who needed me a few years ago in college. Today is the 23rd anniversary of the Roe vs. Wade decision. I am 28 years old. I am happily married. I own my home. I have a good job. I am financially secure.

If I found out I was pregnant tomorrow I would get an abortion right away.

I don't want a baby and QQ doesn't want one either. We don't want to bring an unwanted baby into this world. There are already plenty. The government and The Christian Coalition cannot tell me what to do with my body. It isn't their right! The decisions QQ and I make for our family belong to us and no one else.
Today I blog for Choice.
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