All posts tagged: pregnancy

When is a Foetus a Person? And Can it be Different for Different People?

What interesting paradoxes we are witnessing in Australia. Did you hear about how the Queensland Police Union has called for risk-taking pregnant women to be monitored in safe houses, particularly in cases where the unborn child is at risk of foetal alcohol syndrome and drug addictions? The submission to the Queensland Child Protection Inquiry says the law should be changed to protect the rights of unborn children to a “full life and health”. “The state must have the ability to intervene and protect the unborn child when its mother refuses, or is incapable or unwilling to do so,” Union president Ian Leavers says in the submission. Skip across to South Australia where there are moves to declare an unborn child a person after the tragic case of a pregnant woman and her unborn baby killed in a car accident. The male driver is charged with causing death by dangerous driving, driving unlicensed and leaving the scene of an accident. State MP Robert Brokenshire’s planned submission of a private member’s Bill to the South Australian parliament would change the …

Scourge on Society: Forced Adoptions One Generation, Abortion the Next

THE issue of forced adoptions has been the focus of a senate committee for the past 18 months and on Wednesday, the Community Affairs committee tabled its final report (Commonwealth Contribution to Former Forced Adoption Policies and Practices). I’ve been reading some of the 418 submissions, mostly from women forced to adopt their child after falling pregnant out of wedlock. These vignettes of a cruel practice perpetuated through the 1950s-1970s are utterly heart wrenching. One woman, pregnant at 18, wrote; “I will feel forever sad and sorry that I didn’t have the gumption or strength of character to be able to stand up for myself and my daughter. This is how you felt. You were so bad, so troublesome, so undeserving. What would a frightened, downtrodden and shamed young girl have to offer her child, where would she start? I could not fight my family or the society’s values at that time.” Another recalls; “I’d lie in bed every night with my arms wrapped around my baby inside of me knowing that I would never hold him after birth. I’d feel his …

Miscarriage.

My heart has felt the weight of a great something lately; let’s call it a stone. A stone pressing down with immense weight and pressure on my lifesource so that every other piece of me has felt languid, heavy. I have lain awake at night, listening to its beat while thought and breath synchronised in a slow pas de deux. You see, I lost my baby. I was 12 weeks pregnant when my miscarriage happened, about six weeks ago. It’s still raw. Why would I write about something so personal, you ask? Not for your sympathy. No. Rather, because I have learnt that miscarriage is a common sadness (about one in five pregnancies end in miscarriage), one that many women carry in silence, on their own. Let’s not do that. I didn’t meet my baby, didn’t know his or her personality, likes and dislikes, quirks and habits. I just knew there was life within me, life brimming with potential. Yet the grief has been deep and painful and suffocating. A mother’s love for her child is full-blown …