Christmas Babies

Upon checking my hit counter this morning, I noticed an unusually high number of hits on my post about the abortion drug RU-486. As I wrote it over 2 years ago, I wondered what was up. Had I been linked to by someone new? Nope, they were all individual Google searches. 23 in the past 36 hours. What’s going on?

They’re the Christmas babies. People go home for the holidays, or get lonely, and have a little fling. Christmas babies.

I saw it last year, too. In the weeks following mid-January (and those positive pregnancy tests) my numbers will soar as people try to decide between a chemical or a surgical abortion. They will read of my own experience and try to decide what is the right decision for themselves. How I wish I could hold their hands, these desperate women, and look into their eyes and tell them the truth that I know. Having the baby is infinitely easier than not having the baby.

Christmas babies. Hope and love and joy for the world, growing in danger. A single decision away from death by poison or machine. A single Google search could make the difference between life and death. What an impossibly strange world this has become. Please add your prayers to mine for all of these gifts of the Holiday Season, that they may all live to see another one.