One Woman's Child
This article in the Washington Post has been posted several places. It's been a long time since I've read something so chilling.
The "reasoning" Miss Eftimiades employs in justifying her abortion is particularly upsetting. The doctors said her baby boy, whom she'd planned to name John, would be born with Downs' Syndrome. She and her boyfriend (naturally not her husband, but that's a rant for another day) "believe" that raising a disabled child is "a painful journey [that is] better not taken." I haven't the words to say how much the thought of this grieves my heart. She spends several lines droning about how faithfully she took her prenatal vitamins before she got the results of the amniocentesis. As one whose highest ambition is to be a mother, I simply cannot understand how someone could nurture the life within her until she got news that made her decide continuing to do so would be too "painful." Those who delude themselves into thinking unborn children are not people are terrible, to be sure, but this woman is a monster of an outrageously greater magnitude.
Her line of thinking (if you can call it that) is astonishing. She writes, "As for that baby that will never be, I will remember him always." I beg your pardon? How exactly are you going to remember something that will never be? If he never existed, how did you toss around ideas of what to name him? Why did you request special tea in your effort to care for him?
I simply don't have the energy to address in full Miss Eftimiades's mother's advice to lie that she'd miscarried. A couple very dear to us here at IVA lost a baby very recently, and that this woman would even think of representing herself as being in their situation is among the most heartbreaking and infuriating things I've ever heard.
Holy Innocents and Our Lady of Sorrows, pray for us.
File Under: Miscellany, Art/Media
The "reasoning" Miss Eftimiades employs in justifying her abortion is particularly upsetting. The doctors said her baby boy, whom she'd planned to name John, would be born with Downs' Syndrome. She and her boyfriend (naturally not her husband, but that's a rant for another day) "believe" that raising a disabled child is "a painful journey [that is] better not taken." I haven't the words to say how much the thought of this grieves my heart. She spends several lines droning about how faithfully she took her prenatal vitamins before she got the results of the amniocentesis. As one whose highest ambition is to be a mother, I simply cannot understand how someone could nurture the life within her until she got news that made her decide continuing to do so would be too "painful." Those who delude themselves into thinking unborn children are not people are terrible, to be sure, but this woman is a monster of an outrageously greater magnitude.
Her line of thinking (if you can call it that) is astonishing. She writes, "As for that baby that will never be, I will remember him always." I beg your pardon? How exactly are you going to remember something that will never be? If he never existed, how did you toss around ideas of what to name him? Why did you request special tea in your effort to care for him?
I simply don't have the energy to address in full Miss Eftimiades's mother's advice to lie that she'd miscarried. A couple very dear to us here at IVA lost a baby very recently, and that this woman would even think of representing herself as being in their situation is among the most heartbreaking and infuriating things I've ever heard.
Holy Innocents and Our Lady of Sorrows, pray for us.
File Under: Miscellany, Art/Media
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