Dear Mom,

I'm here.

It's been 18 days since conception, and my heart is beating. Just 10 days later, at 28 days post conception, I have eyes, ears, and a tongue. At day 30, my blood starts flowing in my veins. 42 days in I can swallow and my fingers and toes are forming. Around day 45, I'll start moving around, even though you won't be able to feel it for another 12 weeks. I'm still here.

At eight weeks, I have all of my organs. At eight and a half weeks, I have fingerprints. At nine weeks, I can suck my thumb. At 10 weeks, my fingernails are noticeable. At 11 weeks, I can practice breathing and I can smile. At 12 weeks, I can kick. At 13 weeks, my facial expressions will start to resemble yours and Daddy's. Mommy, I'm still here.

Mommy, did you know that about 90% of abortions are performed prior to the 13th week of gestation? But look at how much I've grown, Mommy. I even look like you now. What makes me so different from you? We have the same organs and body parts. We can both move and breathe. Mommy, I know you can't see me, but I'm still here.

I know it's your body, Mommy, but I need to borrow it for a little while. After about 40 weeks you can have it back. You can't say I'm not a person, Mommy. My heart is beating. I know it can be expensive, Mommy, but I promise I'll be worth it. And, Mommy, can you really put a price on my life? Think of all I could be. I'm still here.

Give me a chance, Mom. I'm here.


Your Baby