Feel the heat/ Monday, June 05, 2006
Month one
Mommy, I am only 8 inches long, but I have all myorgans.
I love the sound of your voice.
Every time I hear it, I wave my arms and legs.
The sound ofyour heart beat is my favorite lullaby.
Month Two
Mommy, today I learned how to suck my
thumb. If
you could see me, you could definitely tell
that I
am a baby. I'm not big enough to survive
outsidemy home though. It is so nice and warm in
here.
Month Three
You know what Mommy, I'm a boy!! I hope
that
makes you happy. I always want you to be
happy.I don't like it when you cry. You sound so
sad. Itmakes me sad too, and I cry with you even
though
you can't hear me.
Month Four
Mommy, my hair is starting to grow. It is
very short and fine, but I will have a lot of it. I spend alot of
my time exercising. I can turn my head and
curl
my fingers and toes, and stretch my arms
andlegs. I am becoming quite good at it too.
Month Five
You went to the doctor today. Mommy, he
lied toyou. He said that I'm not a baby. I am a
babyMommy, your baby. I think and feel.
Mommy,what's abortion?
Month Six
I can hear that doctor again. I don't like
him. He
seems cold and heartless. Something is
intruding
my home. The doctor called it a needle.Mommy
what is it? It burns! Please make him stop! I
can't get away from it! Mommy! HELP me!
Month Seven
Mommy, I am okay. I am in GOD's arms.He is
holding me. He told me about abortion.Why
didn't you want me Mommy?
Every Abortion Is Just . . .One more heart that was stopped. Two
more eyesthat will never
see. Two more hands that will never touch.Two
more legs that will never run. One more
mouth thatwill never speak
im thinking of you!
10:36 PM <3
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