The Wanted Unwanted Child

Next to losing a child, having an abortion would be the second hardest thing a woman has to go through – because she is literally losing a child. Faced with an unplanned pregnancy is a very difficult time to go through and a decision to make that will be infinitely impacting either way. It could destroy you either way.

When our children are inside us, we make connections with them. In different ways, depending on the child. And this starts from conception. So by the time you find out you are pregnant, there is already a chemistry brewing an emotional interaction and a sharing of genes. Fetal DNA crosses the blood-brain barrier and enters the mother’s brain. So mothers are merging genetically with their offspring (on a small level I suppose) during gestation, and taking on their spouses DNA into their own biosphere – into their brains! May partly explain why women get baby brain fog.

And there are different organs where fetal cells are shared and remain. So if you’ve ever been pregnant, you have remnants of that father-to-be’s DNA merged into your brain and floating around your body somewhere…I think this is probably some evolutionary advantageous adaptation. If the mother shares the DNA, the mother is able to connect better, empathize better, understand better, so I guess…be a better mother to that individual. It’s a good thing. It’s cool. I love cool science!

Good Mom or Not Good Mom

Writing this poem was gut-wrenching for me because I kept thinking, “I am the mother. I should be the one giving her strength and support.” But I do as much I can. And I am pretty sure I am her idol, so we are good. It was also very emotional because it is such a beautiful and yet sad story of struggle. And also that we find strength to overcome hard times in the most unexpected places. I cried a lot while writing this poem. For the reasons above, but mostly at the thought of, “How could I, for even a second, have thought of aborting this most beautiful human?” Aria! I am so glad I did not take to you with an eraser. I am sure you feel the same way. Love you very much, my beautiful girl!