This year, on the 35th anniversary of Roe v. Wade, I am blogging because I have a whole new reason to be pro-choice -- my month-old daughter.
While Gabby was growing in my womb, her own tiny womb was developing inside her. She has milk ducts in what will someday be her breasts, and more than a million eggs in her ovaries. This reality came home to me in an immediate way shortly after her birth. Apparently it's common for newborn girls to bleed a little bit -- it's a result of sharing hormones with their mamas. Our pediatrician commented, "That's good! We know she has a uterus, and it's working!"
Holy @&$. My daughter has a uterus. I mean, of course she does, but wow. She's going to be a sexual being some day.
My daughter has a uterus, and it should be up to her to decide what grows there.
I have had the benefit of reproductive choice. Had I not, my life would have been very different, and Gabby would not exist. I want my daughter to have the same freedom, the same basic right to bodily integrity, the same ability to shape her own life. And I will fight for those rights with a ferocity far beyond that which I would bring to the defense of my own rights.
1 comment:
Amen. I was listening to NPR this morning about the idiot "human life amendment' and people were pointing out that it could actually cause women to be prosecuted for having miscarriages. That's all we need.
Gabby is SO cute! Go Bink, in your twilight haze. Love, Susie
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