I Lost My Baby
Yesterday a young woman told me she had recently lost a baby. I was immediately sympathetic. She told me it had been 21 weeks, and that she and her partner had a little memorial service for her (the baby was a girl). They had some music, released some doves and balloons, and sent her off with love and prayers.
All very nice, except that she went on to say that she had no choice but to terminate the pregnancy because the baby had Down’s Syndrome.
This is the second time in six months I have heard a similar story. “I lost a baby.” “I had to terminate it because… ”
If you decide a particular baby is going to be too inconvenient for you, the law gives you the right to kill it. You don’t “have to.”
If you do decide to kill your baby, please don’t tell me you “lost a baby” and expect me to feel sorry for you.
That is the moral equivalent of a man murdering his wife and expecting sympathy because he has no one to cook his dinner.