I am in Heaven now, sitting on Jesus' lap. He loves me and

cries with me; for my heart has been broken. I so wanted to be

your little girl.

 

I don't quite understand what has happened. I was so excited

when I began realizing my existance. I was in a dark, yet

comfortable place. I saw I had fingers and toes. I was pretty

far along in my developing, yet not near ready to leave my

surroundings. I spent most of my time thinking or sleeping.

 

Even from my earliest days, I felt a special bonding between

you and me. Sometimes I heard you crying and I cried with

you.Sometimes you would yell or scream, then cry. I heard

Daddy yelling back. I was sad, and hoped you would be better

soon. I wondered why you cried so much.

 

One day you cried almost all of the day. I hurt for you. I

couldn't imagine why you were so unhappy. That same day,

the most horrible thing happened. A very mean monster came

into that warm, comfortable place I was in. I was so scared, I

began screaming, but you never once tried to help me. Maybe

you never heard me. The monster got closer and closer as I

was screaming and screaming,"Mommy, Mommy, help me

please; Mommy, help me."

 

Complete terror is all I felt. I screamed and screamed until I

thought I couldn't anymore.Then the monster started ripping

my arm off. It hurt so bad; the pain I can never explain. It

didn't stop. Oh, how I begged it to stop. I screamed in horror

as it ripped my leg off. Though I was in such complete pain, I

was dying. I knew I would never see your face or hear you

say how much you love me.

 

I wanted to make all your tears go away. I had so many plans

to make you happy. Now I couldn't; all my dreams were

shattered. Though I was in utter pain and horror, I felt the pain

of my heart breaking, above all. I wanted more than anything

to be your daughter. No use now, for I was dying a painful

death. I could only imagine the terrible things that they had

done to you.

 

I wanted to tell you that I love you before I was gone, but I

didn't know the words you could understand. And soon, I no

longer had the breath to say them; I was dead.I felt myself

rising. I was being carried by a huge angel into a big beautiful

place. I was still crying, but the physical pain was gone.

 

The angel took me to Jesus and set me on His lap. He said He

loved me, and He was my Father. Then I was happy. I asked

Him what the thing was that killed me. He answered,

"Abortion. I am sorry, my child; for I know how it feels." I

don't know what abortion is; I guess that's the name of the

monster.

 

I'm writing to say that I love you and to tell you how much I

wanted to be your little girl. I tried very hard to live. I wanted

to live. I had the will, but I couldn't; the monster was too

powerful. It sucked my arm and legs off and finally got all of

me. It was impossible to live. I just wanted you to know I

tried to stay with you. I didn't want to die.

 

Also, Mommy, please watch out for that abortion monster.

Mommy, I love you and I would hate for you to go through

the kind of pain I did. Please be careful.

 

Love,

 

Your Baby Girl

 

knife-like tip into the uterus.  The tube is connected to a powerful pump with a suction force 29 times more

powerful than a home vacuum cleaner.  The procedure tears the baby's body into pieces and the hose frequently

jerks as pieces of the baby become lodged.  The placenta is then cut from the inner wall of the uterus and the

scraps are sucked out into a bottle.
 

 
 
Dilatation & Curettage (D&C)
Uncommon today and used during the first 10 weeks of pregnancy.  This is similar to the suction procedure except

that the abortionist inserts a curette, a loop-shaped steel knife up into the uterus.  He then cuts the placenta

and baby into pieces and scrapes them out into a basin.  Bleeding is usually profuse.
 
Dilatation & Evacuation (D&E)
Performed during the second trimester (4-6 months) of pregnancy.  This method has largely replaced saline and

chemical abortions, which too frequently resulted in live births, a complication from the abortionist's

perspective!  A pliers-like  instrument is needed because the baby's bones are calcified, as is the skull. 

There is no anesthetic for the baby. The abortionist inserts the instrument into the uterus, seizes a leg or

other part of the body and, with a twisting motion, tears it from the baby's body.   This is repeated again and

again.  The spine must be snapped, and the skull crushed to remove them.  The nurse's job is to reassemble the

body parts to be sure that all are removed.
 
D & X  (Partial Birth)
Also used for advanced pregnancies.  The cervix is dilated to allow passage of a ring forceps.  A foot or lower

leg is located and pulled into the vagina.   The baby is extracted in breech fashion until the head is just

inside the cervix. The baby's legs hang outside the woman's body.  With the baby face-down, scissors are plunged

into the baby's head at the nape of the neck and spread open to enlarge the wound (see photo).  A suction tip is

inserted and the baby's brain is removed. The skull collapses and the baby is delivered.  Sharp and suction

curettage is continued until the walls of the womb are clean. 

they are in order from: first picture is 7 weeks second is 8 third is 9 4th is 10 5th is 10 again and 6th is 11

 

 

Do these aborted babies look like insignificant, undeveloped tissue?