My brother and his wife are expecting their first child. While visiting a few weeks ago, the proud parents treated us to a full set of ultrasound photos and videos. Ok, it looked a little weird to have a nearly perfect silhouette of the baby while being able to watch the two chambers of the heart squeezing in turn, but such are the limitations of ultrasound photos. She kicked, squirmed, and shoved her feet in and out of view. She isn’t due until November, but she can already make her parents smile.
Five minutes later, a minor family blow-up occurred when someone made a derogatory comment about Obama’s intelligence and my sister-in-law replied, “Watch it, you’ve got two Democrats over here.” She looked increasingly annoyed as the rest of my family reacted to her declaration very negatively.
In reply to her disgusted look and protests about Obama’s good points, I quietly commented, “Anyone who thinks my kids should be dead, well, the coversation is just over at that point.”
I’m not sure she got the irony in the juxtaposition of her cooing over her unborn child and her support of Obama, who has one of the most pro-abortion voting records in Congress. Her baby is “wanted”, so she has a name, a future, and a newly painted nursery waiting for her. An “unwanted” baby is just a blob of tissue, totally disposable, conveniently declared “not quite human enough for rights.”
My three children were all adopted, so they weren’t wanted, either, in some sense. Their mothers, however, knew that that didn’t rob them of their humanity. I won’t discuss the exact details, but none of them are pretty. Most adoptees, even those adopted as infants, aren’t coming from happily married couples who just couldn’t afford another child that year. My youngest was born in China, where the “one child” policy has had terrible consequences.
All three of these women rejected the option of abortion. They chose to let their child join a new family to get a chance at a better life. They chose to be real mothers, to consider their child’s good above their own feelings or comfort. I pray for them often; my children will not forget the women who gave them life, even if I’m “Mommy.”
Pro-abortion shills and politicians frame the argument as the mother vs. the “fetus”. (Can’t call it a baby- someone might ask uncomfortable questions.) Obama explained his support for abortion by saying that, if his daughters made a mistake, he didn’t want them “punished” by a baby. So, instead, his policy as a father is that, as long as you kill the witness (the baby), it’s ok? Planned Parenthood drones on at length about how having a baby wrecks so many women’s job prospects and education… and completely ignores the evidence that having an abortion wrecks women’s health, relationships, fertility, and mental health, never mind the murder of the baby.
Nobody on the left wants to mention that horrible “A” word… ADOPTION. Mom goes on with life. The baby lives. A family who wanted another child gets one. Everyone is happy, except the abortionists who lost a client and the pro-aborts who lost an argument… which is why pro-aborts won’t discuss adoption.
Which brings us to the other side of the political spectrum.
John McCain is not the most perfectly pro-life politician in Congress, but he puts his money where his mouth is. His wife, Cindy volunteered with Mother Teresa’s Missionaries of Charity. One day, Mother handed Cindy a baby and said, “We don’t have the medical facilities here to save her. You take her. If you don’t, she will die.” Cindy McCain called a staffer who was also a friend to ask them to think about adopting another little girl in the same predicament. She ended up taking home two little girls with severe medical problems. One was adopted by the staffer and his wife, the other became Bridget McCain. Both girls have had to have extensive surgeries, and John McCain has paid for all of it. Yet, he doesn’t trumpet this on the campaign trail, he doesn’t make a big deal about it. (see http://www.dadmag.com/archive/060400jmccain.php for one of the articles about Bridget and her dad)
So, who do you want for president? The guy who says my kids should have died because they were unwanted, who called babies “punishment”? Or the guy who quietly not just sponsored, but adopted, a child in need of help and a family?
It’s all about character, people.