Killed in Their First Home, Their Mothers Womb : The Diary of an Unborn Child

There are over one million children killed in-utero every year in the United States

There are over one million children killed in-utero every year in the United States.  They are half of the casualties of the war on the womb.  The other half are the mothers and fathers who live with the hidden wounds that our culture of death insists do not even exist.  2012 will be a critical year for the future of our nation. The actions taken in America will also have an impact around the world. We must make 2012 a year of Life through our votes, our decisions, our efforts, and our prayers.

AUSTRIA (Catholic Online) - The current primaries in the United States within the Republican Party are supposed to nominate the most suitable candidate to confront Barack Obama in the presidential election this coming November. Unlike in Europe, the topic of the Right to Life plays an enormously important role during the U.S. elections. Which candidate is really "pro life" and which is really "pro-choice"; which candidate is able to prove based on his record that he does not just talk the talk but also walks the walk.

Thus, the primaries always reveal explosive facts and data, which don't just alert the American public but also the entire world, especially the Church media in Europe.

Here are a few facts:

The annual report of the largest abortion facilitator, Planned Parenthood, indicates that they received $487.5 million U.S. tax dollars in 2010. Within the same year they gained another one billion dollars in profits. In 2010, Planned Parenthood performed 329,455 abortions in its "health centers" (about 1000 aborted unborn babies a day), and a quarter of all abortions performed in the United States annually. The official number is 1.2 million abortions per year. This is financed with taxpayers' hard-earned dollars. Even Catholic taxpayers and those who oppose abortion have to pay.

In the years 2003 to 2011 the Iraq war claimed a total of 4,483 soldiers, on average 498 per year - in contrast to 1.2 million unborn Americans who are being killed every year in their mothers' wombs. The war in Iraq has claimed "only" 0.04% of all those killed in the war against the unborn in America.

Here's another fact: a court in Palm Beach, Florida sentenced an obstetrician to a fine of $4.5 million dollars.  His crime?  He did not tell expecting parents Ana Mejia and Rodolfo Santana in time that they had to hire an "assassin in a lab coat" if they did not want to keep their baby. Ana and Rodolfo would have killed their now 3-year-old son if they had known early enough that he was not "perfect".  The court awarded them $4.5 million dollars. The judge argued that the medical care given this couple had been unacceptable. They now have to live with a child who has a disability (no arms).

A columnist wrote: "I hope when little Bryan grows up he never Googles himself or his parents. I can't imagine the horror when he reads that his parents wish they would have killed him. I wonder how quickly he will grasp that his parents think his life, since he has disabilities, isn't worth living.  I wonder if that jury considered how the disabled community would feel if they knew that a jury awarded these parents millions because they missed the opportunity to abort their disabled son."

As shocking as these facts are, they rarely change people's hearts nor do they change anything in society or politics. The "right" to choose is sacrosanct for pro-aborts and those politicians who are held captive through money and campaign donations by those very abortion proponents. Society is so blinded that it will not see. Only prayer and reparations can do something about it.

Pray especially for the one and only candidate who can turn around this madness: Rick Santorum. With him in the White House not only would America have a chance to return to what it has been but it would also have a great impact on the whole world.

And perhaps the following fictional story in which an unborn baby talks to her mother, could help young mothers (and fathers). Many young pregnant women decided to keep their babies after reading this fictional diary.

"The Diary of an Unborn Baby" describes the life of a child from her conception in the womb up until the day that the child realizes she has been killed before ever being born. The author seems to be unknown.

October 5: Today my life began. My parents don't know it yet, but I am here. I'm a girl; I'll have blond hair and blue eyes. All my genetic imprints are present, also that I will have a weakness for flowers.

October 19: Some say I am not even a real person yet, and only my mother exists. But I am a real person, just like a crumb of bread is bread. My mother exists, and I do, too.

October 23: Now my mouth opens. In about a year I will be able to laugh and speak. I know what my first word will be: Mommy.

October 25: Today my heart began to beat. From now on it will beat for the rest of my life with-out ever stopping to take a break. Only after many years will it stop beating and I will die.

November 2: Every day I grow more. My arms and legs are forming, but it will be a long time until I can stand on those tiny legs and run into the arms of my mother, until I can pick flowers with those tiny arms and hug my father.

November 12: Tiny fingers are starting to grow on my hands. How small they still are! One day I will be able to stroke my mother's hair.

November 20: Just today the doctor told my mother that I live beneath her heart. Oh, how happy she must be. Are you happy, Mommy?

November 25: Mommy and Daddy are probably trying to come up with a name for me. But they don't know that I am a little girl. I would love to be called Susie. My, I have already grown so much!

December 10: My hair is starting to grow. It is soft, with a beautiful shine. Wonder what kind of hair Mommy has?

December 13: Soon I will be able to see. It is dark around me. When Mommy gives birth to me I will see sunshine and flowers. But the best will be to see my Mommy. I wonder what you look like.

December 24: I wonder if Mommy hears the whispers of my heart. Some children are born ill. But my heart is strong and healthy. It beats evenly: bum-bum, bum-bum. Mommy, you will have a healthy little daughter!

December 28: Today my mother killed me. She just killed me.

Dear Mommy,   
I am in Heaven now, sitting on Jesus' lap. He loves me and is close to me. I would have loved to be your little girl and don't quite understand what has happened. I was so excited to find out that I came to be. I was in a dark but cozy place. I realized that I had fingers and toes. I was quite developed, although not quite ready to leave that cozy place. Mostly I just thought and slept. From the very beginning I felt so connected with you.... Sometimes I heard you cry and I cried with you.

Sometimes you yelled really loud and then you cried. And I heard how Daddy yelled back at you. I was so sad and hoped that you would feel better soon. I have always wondered why you cried so much. One day you cried all day long. My soul was hurting so much. I could not imagine that it was I who made you so unhappy.

It was this very day that something terrible happened. A mean monster came into this warm cozy place that I lived in. I was petrified and began to scream, but no sound came over my lips. The monster came closer and closer and I kept screaming, "Mommy, Mommy, help me, please help me!" All I felt was horrendous fear. I screamed and screamed till I could no longer scream. Then the monster ripped my arm off. It hurt so much, what excruciating pain. And it would not stop. Oh, I begged and begged for it to stop. I screamed with horrific pain when that monster ripped out my leg.

I knew I was dying. I knew that I would never see your face or hear from you how much you loved me. I wanted to stop all your tears, and had so many plans to make you happy - now I couldn't do this anymore; my dreams were shattered. Although I felt inconceivable pain and terrible fear, I felt mainly my heart breaking. More than anything I wanted to be your daughter.

But it was all in vain because I died a horrific death!

I could only guess what they did to you. Before I went I wanted to tell you how much I loved you, but I didn't know the words you could understand. And soon afterwards I did not have the breath to say them. I was dead!

I felt how I rose. I was carried by a giant angel to a large, glorious place. I still cried, but the physical pain was gone. An angel brought me to Jesus and sat me on His lap. Jesus said to me that He loved me and that God is my Father. I was happy. I asked Him what this thing was that killed me. He answered, "It was the abortionist." Then He said, "I am so sorry, my child, I know what that feels like."

I am writing to tell you that I love you, and how much I would have loved to be your little girl. I have done all in my power to live. I wanted to live. I had the will, but I couldn't. The monster was too strong. It was impossible to live. I just wanted you to know that I tried to stay with you. I did not want to die! So, Mommy, please stay away from this monster called abortion. Mommy, I love you and I don't want you to go through the hell I went through.

Please take care of yourself!
Love,
your Baby

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Fr. Bernhard Speringer ORC is a priest of the "Order of Canons Regular of the Holy Cross" (www.cruzios.org) in Austria. He was ordained 2001 in Innsbruck. His main task is leading spiritual exercises in Austria, Switzerland, Germany and Italy, especially for members of the "Opus Sanctorum Angelorum" ( www.opusangelorum.org ). He is Editor-in-Chief of "St. Josephsblatt" and known for his contributions and publications in various Catholic media, including radio conferences.

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