Motherhood
Interrupted
A Catholic Ministry
For Post Abortion Healing
For Post Abortion Healing
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In speaking about the
hurt and shame of
abortion I hope to reach
out to those who are In
speaking about the
healing process, and to
hurt and shame of
abortion I hope to reach
out to those who are
afraid to begin the
healing process, and to
encourage them to seek
the counsel of a Priest
and the saving graces
of Rachel's Vineyard
and Project Rachel.
hurt and shame of
abortion I hope to reach
out to those who are In
speaking about the
healing process, and to
hurt and shame of
abortion I hope to reach
out to those who are
afraid to begin the
healing process, and to
encourage them to seek
the counsel of a Priest
and the saving graces
of Rachel's Vineyard
and Project Rachel.
| © Copyright 2009, Motherhood Interrupted. All rights reserved. |
Janet’s Story
I found myself pregnant at the age of 16 with having had sexual relations
with my boyfriend very few times.
My mother is one of 13 children with her being one of the few who did not
'have' to get married. She must have wanted to remain in her dreams as a
family who did not have things like this happen to them. So she insisted I
have an abortion. She made it clear that otherwise I would not be able to
celebrate my sister's birthday, graduation, etc. In other words, I'd be
basically abandoned and made to live in an unwed mother's home.
I, being of that age and not being mature, plus being afraid, felt pressured
into getting the abortion. I fell for the 'it's only a blob of tissue' line. We were
told that we'd have to hurry to get the abortion as in one week, I'd be too
far along to get the 'easy' abortion.
During the procedure, I felt the baby being taken, sucked out of me. It
wasn't until then that I realized it was in fact a baby!! I grabbed towards the
suction when the nurse grabbed my hands and told me not to do that. She
then continued helping the doctor. It was done, over and I was led to the
'recovery' room where I cried and cried. My mother came in and asked what
I was crying about. I just looked at her and said, "what do you think"?
As the days and weeks went by, I drank more, took drugs, and did not care
about what happened to me. I slept around with guys I didn't even know. I
look back to that time with such disgust and sadness.
I later found out that my sister, who is 14 months older than me, also had
an abortion and that her abortion was only 20 days after mine! Mine was
Dec. 6th of 1975, her abortion was the day after Christmas. I cannot even
remember Christmas that year. It had to have been very sad.
I could not forgive myself and could not imagine the Lord being able to
forgive me. I'd been so bad, I allowed my baby to be murdered! I ended up
marrying my boyfriend but we ended up divorcing after 5 1/2 years of
marriage and two children.
I've remarried and have two other children. They all know about my
abortion and I have total support from them and my husband. But, it wasn't
until I went to a Rachel's Vineyard Retreat that I found complete
healing/forgiveness. It was so wonderful that I did not even want to come
home. How could I explain the feeling to anyone? I had this connection to all
the women attending that retreat. We felt like we belonged to a club that no
one wanted to join, it was like we were so close. We knew what the other
was feeling. The circumstances were different but the outcome was the
same.
I've since spoken out, gone to South Dakota to give my affidavit, spoken at
our state capital, etc. I, too, am Silent No More!
I found myself pregnant at the age of 16 with having had sexual relations
with my boyfriend very few times.
My mother is one of 13 children with her being one of the few who did not
'have' to get married. She must have wanted to remain in her dreams as a
family who did not have things like this happen to them. So she insisted I
have an abortion. She made it clear that otherwise I would not be able to
celebrate my sister's birthday, graduation, etc. In other words, I'd be
basically abandoned and made to live in an unwed mother's home.
I, being of that age and not being mature, plus being afraid, felt pressured
into getting the abortion. I fell for the 'it's only a blob of tissue' line. We were
told that we'd have to hurry to get the abortion as in one week, I'd be too
far along to get the 'easy' abortion.
During the procedure, I felt the baby being taken, sucked out of me. It
wasn't until then that I realized it was in fact a baby!! I grabbed towards the
suction when the nurse grabbed my hands and told me not to do that. She
then continued helping the doctor. It was done, over and I was led to the
'recovery' room where I cried and cried. My mother came in and asked what
I was crying about. I just looked at her and said, "what do you think"?
As the days and weeks went by, I drank more, took drugs, and did not care
about what happened to me. I slept around with guys I didn't even know. I
look back to that time with such disgust and sadness.
I later found out that my sister, who is 14 months older than me, also had
an abortion and that her abortion was only 20 days after mine! Mine was
Dec. 6th of 1975, her abortion was the day after Christmas. I cannot even
remember Christmas that year. It had to have been very sad.
I could not forgive myself and could not imagine the Lord being able to
forgive me. I'd been so bad, I allowed my baby to be murdered! I ended up
marrying my boyfriend but we ended up divorcing after 5 1/2 years of
marriage and two children.
I've remarried and have two other children. They all know about my
abortion and I have total support from them and my husband. But, it wasn't
until I went to a Rachel's Vineyard Retreat that I found complete
healing/forgiveness. It was so wonderful that I did not even want to come
home. How could I explain the feeling to anyone? I had this connection to all
the women attending that retreat. We felt like we belonged to a club that no
one wanted to join, it was like we were so close. We knew what the other
was feeling. The circumstances were different but the outcome was the
same.
I've since spoken out, gone to South Dakota to give my affidavit, spoken at
our state capital, etc. I, too, am Silent No More!
| Were you pressured by anyone to pursue your abortion? Tell your story. |