Welcome to the Club...

Welcome to the club, what does that really mean?  When I first got pregnant I had several people say this to me.  So I was now a part of the mother club.  But what about now, is my membership null and void because I don't have a baby still growing in my uterus or in my arms?   As a Christian community we place such an emphasis on the sanctity of life.  But I wonder why there is a disconnect between those feelings we have about abortion and the feelings we have about a miscarriage. 

Just the other night at a get to know you dinner someone asked me if I had kids.  As I said no, on the inside I thought yes.  If I had said yes and she had inquired more details she would more than likely thought I was crazy to say that I had a kid.  

We have such passion when it comes to the abortion issue and stand with the idea that life begins at conception.  So why is it that there is this disconnect.  I find myself when asked about my miscarriage saying I lost the baby just shy of eleven weeks, as if to say I was almost to my second trimester thus making the life of my child more legit.  But then I think about our views on abortion and the idea of where life begins and I wonder was my baby any less of a human at four weeks than (s)he was at eleven?  Or would my loss been viewed more significant if it had been at 20 or 30 weeks.   

Don't get me wrong.  I don't particularly want to go around saying I'm a mom and that I have a kid.  I don't want people to look at me like I'm crazy, but I do wish there wasn't such a disconnect and that I did not feel as though I have to say how far along I was to make the loss more justified.

It's like Stephen said last night when we were talking about this, one week there was a heartbeat and the next week there wasn't.  There was life so really no justification is needed.  Our baby was human, (s)he had a soul and (s)he died.  I just have to find comfort in knowing deep inside that I am a mother and my child is resting in the arms of Christ.