While talking with my MIA husband this evening, the topic of abortion was brought up. We discussed a few of our beliefs and he asked me if I had ever read about Roe v. Wade for myself. I realized I hadn’t.
This evening I decided to open handy Wikipedia and see for myself what this was all about.
My heart is saddened, my husband is gone, and I need to vent. You are my outlet.
Feel free to skip this entry….
First of all, I believe in having a justice system who interprets the law, not legislates. The ruling on Roe v. Wade was a legislative decision that overruled state laws and tried to create a federal law for all states to follow. That is what our legislature is for. This was not interpretation of a law already in place.
I came across partial birth abortion and clicked on it. I had heard what this garbage was, but I had never studied it for myself. I feel sick.
“Once the cervix is sufficiently dilated, the doctor uses an ultrasound and forceps to grasp the fetus's leg. The fetus is turned to a breech position, if necessary, and the doctor pulls one or both legs out of the cervix, which some refer to as 'partial birth' of the fetus. The doctor subsequently extracts the rest of the fetus, leaving only the head still inside the uterus. An incision is made at the base of the skull, a blunt dissector (such as a Kelly clamp) is inserted into the incision and opened to widen the opening, and then a suction catheter is inserted into the opening. The brain is suctioned out, which causes the skull to collapse and allows the fetus to pass more easily through the cervix.”
This was described as a “quick, outpatient procedure.”
I want to vomit. This is now illegal in most states, except most have found a way around “the wording.”
In further reading I found that I was ignorant to the many ways a woman can assert her “right” to terminate her child’s life. In Nebraska, partial-birth abortion was banned only because they can still perform a like-procedure where the baby’s body is systematically dismembered and brought out piece by piece, bleeding to death.
At this point I want to hug my children, tell them how grateful I am for them, and happily clean up after them. They are a treasure.
I pray for our nation, our leaders, and our judges.