If you watched the final presidential debate last night, the one between Hillary Clinton and Donald Trump, then you know that Donald Trump and Late Term Abortion are terms that don’t go together. In other words, Donald Trump has no freaking idea what is going on with regard to late term or third trimester abortion.
Last night Donald Trump blathered on and on about how how late term abortions are performed. He kept repeating the word “baby” as if that made the process even more tragic than it already is.
I can tell you for a fact that women are not lining up outside abortion clinics so they can terminate a healthy pregnancy hours before they would otherwise give birth.
I know this because when I asked my ob/gyn to terminate my pregnancy at 36 weeks he told me he could not do so legally and suggested I go to Planned Parenthood for the procedure.
At 36 weeks gestation I learned that the baby I wanted so badly would die either shortly before or shortly after it was born. A girl it turns out. She had both spina bifida and anencephaly. There was no way she would live outside of my womb. No way. Period.
You can read more about my daughter here.
Only the base of her brain had formed, she lived because of the umbilical cord that connected us. Once it was cut, she would be unable to live on her own.
While I desperately wanted to terminate the pregnancy, because it was so emotionally painful to be pregnant knowing she was not going to survive, I was not in any hurry to end my connection with my daughter. And, truth be told, I did not want to cross the picket lines that were so common at abortion clinics in my town. I had escorted a friend or two for their abortions (first trimester abortions even though it is nobody’s business) and knew I was in no position to withstand the abuse that would be flung at a woman with a full term belly.
I decided to tough it out.
And by tough it out I mean by drinking, smoking and crying for two weeks.
When I reached 38 weeks gestation I was told we could induce labor. I had to wait two weeks to induce labor for a pregnancy that was going to fail. I’ll repeat that – I had to carry a baby that was going to die an extra two weeks because a bunch of men making the rules in a city so far removed from me felt it was my moral obligation to continue this pregnancy.
How fucking insane is that?
I probably should have said this earlier, but I tend to lean to the right politically speaking, just not on this or other social issues. If the republicans want to ever win another presidential election, they need to stop sticking their noses in something that is none of their fucking business.
While I am not a fan of Hillary Clinton, I stand with her with regard to abortion:
“Under Roe versus Wade, women have this right to make this highly personal decision with their family in accordance with their faith, with their doctor.”
“I think that the kind of late-term abortions that take place are because of medical necessity. And, therefore, I would hate to see the government interfering with that decision.”
Until Trump (or any politician) is pregnant with a baby that cannot live outside the womb, he needs to shut the hell up about the very difficult choice that thousands of women face each year.
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