No matter what, it's still murder
Month One
Mommy, I am only 8 inches long, but I have all my organs.
I love the sound of your voice. Every time I hear it, I wave my
Arms and Legs. The sound of your 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 outside my 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. It makes 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 a lot of my time exercising. I can
turn my head and curl my fingers and toes, and stretch my arms
and legs. I am becoming quite good at it too.
Month Five
You went to the doctor today. Mommy, he lied to you.
He said that I'm not a baby. I am a baby Mommy, 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 . . .
Two more eyes that will never
see, Two more hands that will never touch, Two more legs that
will never run, One more mouth that will never speak,
One more Heart that will Never Beat...
Repost This if You Know Abortion Is Wrong.
Mommy, I am only 8 inches long, but I have all my organs.
I love the sound of your voice. Every time I hear it, I wave my
Arms and Legs. The sound of your 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 outside my 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. It makes 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 a lot of my time exercising. I can
turn my head and curl my fingers and toes, and stretch my arms
and legs. I am becoming quite good at it too.
Month Five
You went to the doctor today. Mommy, he lied to you.
He said that I'm not a baby. I am a baby Mommy, 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 . . .
Two more eyes that will never
see, Two more hands that will never touch, Two more legs that
will never run, One more mouth that will never speak,
One more Heart that will Never Beat...
Repost This if You Know Abortion Is Wrong.