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Why I Decided to Talk About My Abortion With My Kids​

My daughter was a toddler, taking a bath with her baby brother, when she pointed to his penis and said, "Why does he have a tail? His front butt doesn't look like mine." Yes, I did get permission to share this story. They both think it's hilarious.

What's not funny, in retrospect, is how little I had taught my daughter about the proper anatomical names of body parts, consent, and reproductive functions. I've spent years trying to correct the course on this, to the point where "it's MY body!" is now cleverly weaponized to evade routine hygiene tasks, getting dressed, or completing chores.

There is one last piece, though, that I feel hypocritical admitting: I haven't yet spoken to my kids about abortion — even though I've had one. Even though I deeply care about reproductive rights! And abortion access is in immediate jeopardy for much of the country soon, likely remaining out of reach for perhaps my children's entire reproductive lives.

As it stands, it's as if the legislative landmark Roe v Wade doesn't exist for many parts of the country already. A draft majority opinion obtained by POLITICO reveals the Supreme Court intends to strike down Roe entirely later this summer. As I write this watching my 9-month-old sleep peacefully and think about my older kids at school, I can't take my mind off how grateful I am for my own abortion, so many years ago. And I'm not alone. Six in ten women who have abortions are already parents, and half of them have two or more children.

A year and a half ago, some natural questions emerged when I told my kids I was pregnant and that they would have a little brother or sister soon. We bought a book recommended by a friend, It's So Amazing! by Robie H. Harris, which covers the entire gamut of puberty, sex, sexuality, pregnancy, and the many ways in which families are made. When we sat down to look through it together, my kids were fascinated. But the one brief page on abortion sparked something in me. Had I dropped the ball on including it in our age-appropriate, ongoing conversations?

Like any millennial mom, I turned to the internet seeking answers. I was ecstatic to stumble upon What's An Abortion Anyway?,a "medically accurate, non-judgmental, and gender-inclusive resource for young folks about abortion care," author Carly Manes told me in an interview. Manes and illustrator Mar, who goes by the artist name Emulsify, are both full-spectrum doulas who drew on their work as part of the book's development.

Assuaging my fears about waiting too late, Carly emphasized that the age-appropriate time for discussing abortion can be “when a young person starts asking questions; when the adult thinks it's time to introduce the topic; when it naturally comes up from school or in the news; or when a parent is going to have one."

I also spoke to sexual health educator Amy Lang of Birds & Bees & Kids, who explained that the reality is that the chances are high your child will grow up to either have an abortion, know someone who had an abortion, or be involved in an abortion if they can't get pregnant. One in four women will have one by the age of 45.

Discussing abortion with our children in a neutral, scientifically sound manner helps inoculate them against misleading rhetoric that stigmatizes it and helps raise them to be empathetic humans. Manes stresses that we often underestimate how smart kids are. "If they are already asking questions about a topic, then they are old enough to learn in a way that is tailored to their age."

With children under ten, I wanted to make sure I wasn't going to overwhelm them or confuse them. Manes describes her book as being really open and leaving space for deeper conversation if a young person is at that place.

I felt relieved. OK, so I hadn't completely missed a window. But I could start preparing now. And, as it turns out, the conversation can be an extension of how I approach everything else. Both Lang and Manes underscore how honesty in an age-appropriate manner from early on is directly related to how much our kids can trust us later in their life.

In considering when they might be ready to learn about my abortion, Lang suggests not until they are teens and reiterates the importance of accurate language. Children are concrete thinkers who can be easily swayed by the propaganda from the anti-abortion movement, which seeks to capitalize on this. And of course, as Lang presses, the most important thing you can do to prevent unintended pregnancy is talk about birth control and sex educate them. Families do their children (and all who can become pregnant) a disservice by not straightforwardly speaking about abortion as part of a larger conversation regarding bodily autonomy, consent, sexuality, and sex education.

Unsurprisingly, respect and trust were the two most common refrains in my discussions. Tabitha St. Bernard-Jacobs, a writer, organizer, and antiracist parenting educator, agrees with Manes and Lang about how vital it is that we demonstrate a willingness to be radically honest with our kids, at their level.

"One of the main building blocks to having these types of conversations is the foundation of an open, trusting relationship with your child," she said in an interview. "If you've avoided the topic and now have older kids who have never discussed abortion with you, it's important to first ask questions, because they may be getting an array of information from their peers and other sources."

As for Manes' book, I am keeping it around as a bookshelf resource to facilitate and complement discussions, when they arise. She also hit on something that elucidated why I feel so strongly about getting it right. No matter if we personally would ever get an abortion, we all get to "make decisions about our own bodies. We should be in control of our bodies—what happens, who has access, what we do with them,” she says. “No matter what others decide, we should show up with love and respect based on their decision for themselves.”

Many years later, after my abortion, when that home pregnancy test surprised me with that bright double line, I was overcome with joy. All pregnant people deserve this fundamental right to self-determination to make the best decisions for themselves, their families, and their futures. Now I have the language and tools to help my kids develop their understanding of these basic tenets I value.

When the Supreme Court guts Roe, I feel confident that my children will be, when they are ready, prepared with the knowledge and understanding of abortion as a human rights issue to navigate the harrowing landscape that awaits. As our children age, these conversations can develop and help us build a coalition with them as caring, engaged citizens. St. Bernard-Jacobs says, "Parents and caregivers play a role in educating them about the disparities in reproductive health and also the facts about abortion. I think of the power that older kids hold when interacting with their peers. They have immense power to organize and advocate."

On a walk around the neighborhood recently, my daughter asked a question that made me think, is this the opening? Is she ready to discuss it? Maybe. Maybe not.Before I could follow my thought, she was back to humming, "We Don't Talk About Bruno." I don't worry about being prepared anymore; I know when they're ready, I will be, too.
 
There is one last piece, though, that I feel hypocritical admitting: I haven't yet spoken to my kids about abortion — even though I've had one. Even though I deeply care about reproductive rights! And abortion access is in immediate jeopardy for much of the country soon, likely remaining out of reach for perhaps my children's entire reproductive lives.
Totally not concerning or weird as fuck that they want to indoctrinate children as soon as they're able to spit out words! Nothing to see here folks, go about as usual.
 
What's not funny, in retrospect, is how little I had taught my daughter about the proper anatomical names of body parts, consent, and reproductive functions.
Its almost like your toddler was not old enough to even comprehend what you would have talked about, let alone retain it.

Its almost like you instinctively knew that they were not ready for this information and made the sane logical choice to not bother telling them. I wonder what RECENT EVENT has changed that sane part of her brain?
 
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Imagine talking to your kids about this.

When they're young and love everyone; you killed one of their brothers/sisters.

When they're teenagers; whatever mom, this is weird, why are we talking about this.

When they're grown; why is mom telling us this and not crying about a child she lost?
 
People who teach their daughters to call it a "front butt" are retarded degenerates. Words have meanings and the confusion inherent in that terminology is revealing. You could call this a schizoposter opinion a few years ago, but now that they're trooning out kids en masse and grooming them for sodomy, can you really?

Molly Wadzeck Kraus (June 18, 1987) of 3755 Seneca Rd in Trumansburg, NY is exactly what you would expect. Not terribly entertaining, just depressing. Her Muckrack profile is a collection of personal essays, she practically doxes herself. She tried to kill herself with wine and tranqs and thinks this makes her Sylvia Plath and wrote a Great Value Brand version of The Bell Jar:

You are sad, but a different kind of sad than I am. Your arrival two days after mine revealed the imposter syndrome I’d been concealing under my extrovert’s skillful sleight of hand. This inner voice tells me I’m not sick enough to be here; I’m just weak. You reveal nothing about yourself, long legs crossed tightly, sinewy dark hair framing your angular face. Your brand of weariness mirrors mine. If we’d met on the outside, I think you would be laughing at my jokes by now. Why are you here? I know I’m here because I swallowed a handful of Klonopin, drank two bottles of wine, and gave up. Still, you seem like the version of myself that actually deserves to be here. I am a fraud.

Even in the loony bin she is obsessed with abortion and being a shitty mother.

Amanda, my new roommate, is an incessant talker, testing my patience bemoaning the countless people who’ve wronged her. She told me her sister showed her abortion videos, so she decided she could never have one. “What do they do to the baby when it’s over?” she asked me. I tell her if she gets pregnant, she should almost certainly have an abortion.

Your eyes don’t light up at anything, but you are drawn to Bianca like I am. Bianca only wears pink clothing, accessorized with ruffled socks and an oversized hair bow. She dresses like my six-year-old daughter and speaks in muted anticipation of a long-coveted surprise. The nurses have her name as Brady on the whiteboard. I erased it and changed it to Bianca. They didn’t like that.

Other notable accomplishments besides failing to murder herself like she murdered her unborn baby include getting a guy fired for saying Jan 6 was not the worst thing ever to happen.


“This statement is wildly inaccurate and demonstrates willful ignorance concerning the differences between justice movements and violent insurrections. Reports from countless credentialed outlets provided coverage on the violence, injuries, vandalism, theft, destruction of government property, and the deaths of several rioters, as well as the murder of a police officer,” states the petition, which was started by Molly Wadzeck Kraus.

“Perhaps Mr. Sherwood was simply misinformed before he posted,” the petition continues. “However, his thinly-veiled attempts to draw a false comparison between Black Lives Matter protests and the domestic terrorism intended to overthrow a democratic process based on conspiracy theories shows a fundamental lack of judgment and the propensity to malign the largest social justice and civil rights movement in modern-day history.”

While these children survived the peril of being in this woman's womb, their eyes look dead already- even the infant.

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Imagine talking to your kids about this.
Of the women I know who have had abortions, one had an abortion in high school then went on to have a daughter in her late 20s. She actually didn't want to abort in highscool, but her dad made her. This really strained their relationship. If her daughter is curious later on and asks about it, I'm sure my friend would talk to her.
The other woman was older, married, already had 3 kids. Had a wanted pregnancy, but aborted it after the fetus failed to develop properly. This was difficult for her, and she went through a period of mourning. I'm sure she talked about it with her kids in her own way.
The other woman had 2 abortions as an older teen, then went on to get married and have 2 children. They're super young right now, but she'll probably tell them when they're older, if they ask.
My own mom has never had an abortion, but has talked to me about a miscarriage that she had between my siblings. It wasn't really a grief thing for her, more of a surprise heavy period, and she went to have several more successful pregnancies. Miscarriage is pretty common after all.
It's very likely that your own mothers, grandmothers, and great-grandmothers have had abortions.
When you're a parent, especially a parent of a teenager, you have to be there to answer their questions and talk with them about life. That includes talking about sex and its consequences, and your own past.
 
When you're a parent, especially a parent of a teenager, you have to be there to answer their questions and talk with them about life. That includes talking about sex and its consequences, and your own past.
Sure, when I was in my mid-teens my mother talked to me about several dark times in her past, including a miscarriage. Partly because it was meaningful, partly to help me through my own trials, partly as life advice.

But the key there is “teens”. None of the kids in that picture are old enough to really understand the implications of abortion or to really process it. If they asked her “what is an abortion” I can understand trying to explain it in an age appropriate way, but explaining it just because you’re pregnant is not really appropriate.
 
I don't worry about being prepared anymore; I know when they're ready, I will be, too.

I decided to become a worldclass athlete. I don't worry about being prepared anymore, I know that as soon as I decide I'm ready, I'm going to begin training.
 
Of the women I know who have had abortions, one had an abortion in high school then went on to have a daughter in her late 20s. She actually didn't want to abort in highscool, but her dad made her. This really strained their relationship. If her daughter is curious later on and asks about it, I'm sure my friend would talk to her.
The other woman was older, married, already had 3 kids. Had a wanted pregnancy, but aborted it after the fetus failed to develop properly. This was difficult for her, and she went through a period of mourning. I'm sure she talked about it with her kids in her own way.
The other woman had 2 abortions as an older teen, then went on to get married and have 2 children. They're super young right now, but she'll probably tell them when they're older, if they ask.
My own mom has never had an abortion, but has talked to me about a miscarriage that she had between my siblings. It wasn't really a grief thing for her, more of a surprise heavy period, and she went to have several more successful pregnancies. Miscarriage is pretty common after all.
It's very likely that your own mothers, grandmothers, and great-grandmothers have had abortions.
When you're a parent, especially a parent of a teenager, you have to be there to answer their questions and talk with them about life. That includes talking about sex and its consequences, and your own past.
You don't know shit about my mother, grandmothers, or especially great-grandmothers, nigga. Shut the fuck up with this corny "our bodies, ourselves" psyop shit.
 
You don't know shit about my mother, grandmothers, or especially great-grandmothers, nigga. Shut the fuck up with this corny "our bodies, ourselves" psyop shit.
Abortion was common in the 19th century. According to at least one estimate, one in every five women at the time had had at least one abortion. So it's entirely possible that your great-grandmother had an abortion or two. How would you know? You ever ask her?
 
Abortion was common in the 19th century. According to at least one estimate, one in every five women at the time had had at least one abortion. So it's entirely possible that your great-grandmother had an abortion or two. How would you know? You ever ask her?
Source: "trust me, bro, for real."

It's a fallacy (or desperate maneuver) to carry on as though these (very much alleged) abortions happened equally across all demographics. They may have been relatively commonplace among prostitutes and gangsters' molls, various types of lowlife and street criminal, and actresses. They were never common among normal women.

It used to be considered unwise and extremely rude to groundlessly and publicly speculate that someone's mother (grandmother, etc) was a whore and a murderess. Let's get back to tradition on that one.
 
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