Diary of an Unborn Child
I can’t get over that scene from House,MD where Dr. Greg House’s finger was touched by an unborn baby boy. It’s so touching, and it reminds us that even a tiny baby, fetus, or blood - whatever you want to call that miracle inside a womb - is still a person, and has life!
I hope you liked my previous blog on the House episode, but I hope you will also like this diary of an unborn child, which I found while looking for the famous picture of Samuel Armas. This pieces was written anonymously and was first published by the Watch Tower Bible and Tract Society in the May 22, 1980 issue of its Awake! magazine. This diary was intended to make readers reconsider their position on the morality of abortion. There were other variations/adapations to the diary after it was published, but I chose to just post the original one. It chronicles the development of a fetus but ended to an abortion.
For me, life is so sacred. Although abortion is a debatable issue, I still believe that a life begins during conception, and from then on, we should care for that wonderful miracle in our womb, for it is not just a thing, it is a person!
GOD BLESS THOSE UNBORN CHILDREN!
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DIARY OF AN UNBORN CHILD
October 5
Today my life began. My parents do not know it yet, I am as small as a seed of an apple, but it is I already. And I am to be a girl. I shall have blond hair and blue eyes. Just about everything is settled though, even the fact that I shall love flowers.
October 19
Some say that I am not a real person yet, that only my mother exists. But I am a real person, just as a small crumb of bread is yet truly bread. My mother is. And I am.
October 23
My mouth is just beginning to open now. Just think, in a year or so I shall be laughing and later talking. I know what my first word will be: MAMA.
October 25
My heart began to beat today all by itself. From now on it shall gently beat for the rest of my life without ever stopping to rest! And after many years it will tire. It will stop, and then I shall die.
November 2
I am growing a bit every day. My arms and legs are beginning to take shape. But I have to wait a long time yet before those little legs will raise me to my mother’s arms, before these little arms will be able to gather flowers and embrace my father.
November 12
Tiny fingers are beginning to form on my hands. Funny how small they are! I’ll be able to stroke my mother’s hair with them.
November 20
It wasn’t until today that the doctor told mom that I am living here under her heart. Oh, how happy she must be! Are you happy, mom?
November 25
My mom and dad are probably thinking about a name for me. But they don’t even know that I am a little girl. I want to be called Kathy. I am getting so big already.
December 10
My hair is growing. It is smooth and bright and shiny. I wonder what kind of hair mom has.
December 13
I am just about able to see. It is dark around me. When mom brings me into the world it will be full of sunshine and flowers. But what I want more than anything is to see my mom. How do you look, mom?
December 24
I wonder if mom hears the whispering of my heart? Some children come into the world a little sick. But my heart is strong and healthy. It beats so evenly: tup-tup,tup-tup. You’ll have a healthy little daughter, mom!
December 28
Today my mother killed me.
— Anonymous
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