To the Editor:
Aren’t babies wonderful? The sweet softness of their downy hair, their cute little hands and feet, those innocent eyes . . . they are so precious. To hold a newborn baby is one of the best things on earth. I’m a mother of four– I should know.
When my kids were newborn, I always got lots of smiles and “oos and aahs” from people as I walked around town. People like babies. A mother loves her baby. This is how it ought to be.
Yet when it comes to unborn babies, things aren’t how they ought to be. If an unborn baby is unwanted, that baby is in grave danger of losing her life at the consent of her own mother, and our society has agreed to look the other way. How can this be?
Did you know that there is no significant difference between the cute little baby you smiled at in line at Hannaford and the unseen, unborn fetus who was also in that line?
If you think about it, there are really only four differences between the two: 1. size (one is bigger) 2. level of development (one is more developed) 3. environment (one has traveled the eight inches of birth canal) 4. degree of dependency (one no longer needs an umbilical cord). Simply put, the unseen, unborn fetus is a baby!
If the unborn are really babies in hiding, then what is abortion?
I once attended an abortion debate at Cornell University where the woman arguing in favor of abortion said that she was glad her opponent had not resorted to cheap tactics like showing grisly pictures of aborted fetuses. I wanted to ask her why? If there is nothing wrong going on, why should such pictures be a problem?
The truth is abortion is too awful to look at. It is too terrible to think about but, friends, it is crucial that we do think about it. This week marks 35 years since abortion became legal. In 2008 alone, more than 1 million babies were aborted right here in our country. That is 3,700 per day.
Since Roe v. Wade, there have been 49,551,703 abortions in the U.S. Please, please think about this and please reconsider your position on abortion. To the unborn baby, it is a matter of life and death!
Esther Vannoy, Waldoboro