“Pro-life people are diverse in economic status, race, religion, and education. Yet, they are unified by the concept that all humans, especially the innocent unborn, have an inherent right to life.
“Here are things I believe as a Pro-Life person:
“I believe that the unborn child is human.
“I believe life begins at conception.
“I believe that abortion is not safe.
“I believe that abortion is a war on the unborn.
“I believe that the Roe v. Wade decision, legalizing abortion on demand in America, was one of the most important and devastating Supreme Court decisions.
“I believe that a constitutional amendment should be passed that gives equal protection to all living humans, including the unborn.
“I believe that the violence inside and outside abortion clinics is morally wrong.
“I believe that rape and incest are horrible crimes and should be punished, but I don’t believe that a child conceived from either should be killed.
“I do not believe that the government should fund abortions.
“I do not believe that the government should fund Planned Parenthood – the largest national supplier of abortions.”
“Being a religious person, I believe that the Bible backs up my views. (from www.abortionfacts.com)
“And this year, I’m voting for McCain-Palin. If our taxes go up, the economy tanks, and we don’t see the great change that we’ve all been promised, I still think that world would be better than the one we live in today – where we are completely okay with the brutal slaughter of children.
“My son was alive even before I knew I was pregnant. My dog certainly knew it. For weeks, she had been following me around, as if she was on guard duty. At seven weeks, I found out I was pregnant. At twenty weeks, I fist felt him move. As time went on, I learned his moods, and even what music he liked (hip hop with a good bass beat). He played games with me – kicking me, and if I reacted, he kicked the same place again. If not, he kept moving until I did react. He seemed to think Mommy’s reactions were funny. I felt him have the hiccups – over and over. I felt him react to the sound of his daddy’s voice, and move to the warmth of his hand. I learned which maternity pants he didn’t like because he would kick at the waistband all day until I took them off. Clearly, he didn’t like the tight waistband’s invasion into his space. In delivery, I watched the monitor confirm what I already knew to be true – he responded to the outside world – especially his daddy.
“I remember my sigh of relief when he reached 28 weeks. I knew now that if something went wrong, he had a pretty good chance of making it on his own.
“I remember at just twelve weeks, his personality was already apparent. He loved to move. The sonographer said he moved more than any child she had seen in ten years. He still loves to move. At twenty weeks, we had another sonogram, and I could see is face. He looked just like his daddy! He was so beautiful!
“What’s the best way to spot a pregnant woman? Something happens when we find out we’re pregnant. We start holding our bellies. Even before there is anything to hold, even when we’ve never seen our child in a sonogram, or even been to the doctor, when our only proof is a second line on a dipstick test, we start to hold our bellies. It’s a maternal instinct to protect that child. We don’t want to bump our bellies and somehow, accidentally hurt them. So maybe it’s just better that we go into the polls on Tuesday, November 4 holding our bellies. Let’s protect them from things and people that may hurt them. Let’s vote McCain-Palin and give our children a fighting chance. A chance to be recognized as humans, as alive as we know that they are, and entitled to the right to receive medical care, the right to enter this life whole and not in cut up, burned pieces, the right to life.
“After all my labor and delivery struggles, as I lay on the cold operating table and felt them pull my little son out, I held my breath, anxiously awaiting to hear my son’s cry. After all he’d been through trying to get here, I just wanted to hear his lungs fill up with oxygen and scream. I wanted to hear his anger for being pulled out of a womb he so desperately wanted to stay in. I wanted to hear him cry, because I knew that would mean he was alive, and he was going to be ok. You see, Eli wasn’t a planned pregnancy. He wasn’t even born at a convenient time. But he was my world, and those seconds waiting to hear his cry were an eternity for me. I finally got to hear that cry, but sadly, there are over 50 million mothers that are still waiting to hear that cry.
“We told them that this wasn’t a planned pregnancy, and that this wasn’t a convenient time. We told them that the circumstances around this conception were such that these babies couldn’t possibly be their worlds. And then we told them we would fix it for them. We told them it was okay to stick a pair of scissors in the base of her baby’s brain, pull the blades apart, stick a vaccuum in, and suck all the brain matter out of his scull, all while the very much alive child is kicking and flailing its arms. We told them it was okay to take drugs that would starve their child, and over the course of several days, slowly kill it until they miscarry. We patted them on the back and said “It will all be over in just a few minutes.” as we tore their child apart, limb by limb, using a vaccuum during a suction-aspiration abortion, or using a loop-shaped knife during a dilation and curretage abortion, or pliers during a dilation and extraction abortion. Or, we simply poison the baby and proceed with labor as normal, except the baby is stillborn.
“Those mothers will never hear that child cry. Many of them, will later decide to have a child, and due to complications from the previous abortions, may not ever hear any other child’s cry either. However, we can put a stop to this. We can make it possible for every mother to have a fair chance to hear her child’s cry. We can ensure that every child, no matter what circumstances they were conceived in, or what disabilities they were conceived with, can have the right to live.
“Join me in voting McCain-Palin in 2008. It’s the least that we can do to protect the most innocent – our children.