*week 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.
*week 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.
*week 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.
*week 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.
*week 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?
*week 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!
*week Seven
Mommy
I am okay.
I am in Jesus’s arms.
He is holding me.
He told me about abortion.
Why didn’t you want me Mommy?
Every Abortion Is Just . . .
One more heart that was stopped.
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…
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*saptamana Unu
Mamico,
Am doar 24 cm,dar am toate organele.
Iubesc sunetul vocii tale,
De fiecare data cand il aud
Dau din maini si din picioare.
Sunetul inimii tale batand
E cantecul meu de leagan preferat.
*saptamana Doi
Mamico,
Astazi am invatat cum sa-mi sug degetul.
Daca m-ai vedea,
Ti-ai da seama ca sunt un bebelus.
Dar nu sunt destul de mare sa traiesc in afara casutei mele.
E atat de confortabil si cald aici.
*saptamana Trei
Mamico,
Stii ceva,Mamii
Sunt un baiat!
Sper ca asta te face fericita.
Eu intotdeauna vreau sa fii fericita.
Nu-mi place cand plangi.
Pari atat de trista.
Ma intristeaza si pe mine,
Si plang si eu chiar daca tu nu ma auzi.
*saptamana Patru
Mamico,
Parul meu incepe sa creasca,
E scurt si fin,dar o sa am mult.
Imi petrec mult timp exersand
Pot sa-mi intorc capul si sa-mi strang degetele de la maini si de la picioare
Si pot sa-mi intind mainile si picioarele.
Devin chiar bun la asta.
*saptamana Cinci
Mamico,
Ai fost la doctor astazi,
Mamii,te-a mintit.
Ti-a spus ca nu sunt un bebelus,
Sunt un bebelus,Mamii,bebelusul tau.
Gandesc si simt.
Mamico,ce e un avort?
*saptamana Sase
Mamico,
Il aud din nou pe acel doctor,
Nu-mi place de el.
Pare rece si fara inima.
Ceva intra in casuta mea,
Doctorul la numit ac.
Mamico,ce e asta?Arde!
Te rog,fa-l sa se opreasca!
Nu pot sa scap de el!
Mamico!AJUTA-MA!
*saptamana Sapte
Mamico,
Sunt bine.
Sunt in bratele lui Iisus,
El mi-a spus despre avort…
De ce nu m-ai vrut,Mamico?
Fiecare avort este doar…
Inca o inima care s-a oprit
Inca doi ochi care nu vor vedea niciodata
Inca doua maini care nu vor atinge niciodata
Inca doua picioare care nu vor fugi niciodata
Inca o gura care nu va vorbi niciodata!…
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