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Blogging for Choice Day

January 21, 2011

This is a non-FA or HAES related post.  It deals with abortion and choice and things generally not talked about on the Fattyosphere.  I have actual FA/HAES content for tomorrow so if that's all you're interested in please move along and I'll see you tomorrow.  TGIF, eh?

I have this strange idea that people who hold different ideas or opinions or beliefs can get along.  Call me idealistic but I honestly believe that all you need is love, and respect.  If we had those two things the world would be a utopia.  Unfortunately we're human, and therefore we're flawed, and despite our ideals and lofty goals and best intentions we fail.  We fail at being compassionate and understanding and empathetic, we fail at being respectful.  This is especially true in the abortion (non) debate.  On one side you have the antichoice crowd, the "No abortion, not ever, for any reason, you murderous, slutty whore you!"  On the other side you have prochoice peeps who are giving out info on ALL of a women's options when an unexpected pregnancy pops up.  On Twitter that's basically how it is and as mentioned previously, that's where I've spent a good bit of time in the last month or so.  Every once in a while I run into someone who's prolife for themselves, but understands that women need to have this choice available, which is awesome.  I wish I knew more people like them.

Luckily I've had the privilege of growing up in a world post Roe/Morgantaler. (Morgantaler was Canada's abortion doc who got the laws around abortion struck down based on women's Constitutional rights to freedom and safety of person. He recieved the Order of Canada for it.) When I became unintentionally pregnant with Gabe, I was prolife personally.  The thought of abortion briefly crossed my mind (I was 21, in the middle of university studies, unmarried though in a committed long-term relationship) but was quickly pushed out. *I* could never get an abortion. That's something OTHER women do, desperate women, not ME.  So I didn't, and nine months later Gabe came along.  My labour was long and horribly painful (backlabour boo!) and then a c-section. I lost a lot of blood and my recovery was very slow.  Post partum depression set in and I eventually considered suicide.  What does this have to do with abortion or choice?  MOTHERHOOD must be a choice.  Noone should ever be forced to go through what I went through, and what some moms go through that's worse.  And even if adoption is an option, it's not a solution for pregnancy, labour and delivery, an exhaustive event on every level for most women.  Women's right to bodily autonomy, freedom and safety of person trumps a fetus, who is only potentially a person, every time.

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