This really is a very interesting thread. I really enjoyed reading all of your stories!
I don’t know if I was planned or not, but from the way my mom talks I really don’t think so. Fortunately, my mom was married to my dad at the time and he wanted kids!
I can definately say that my youngest brother and sister were not planned. My youngest brother has always been a difficult child, he is now 16 and has been in juvie more times than I can count. There are a lot of reasons why he turned out the way he did, but I can’t help thinking that my mother constantly telling him he was the “oops” baby or that he should’ve been a girl doesn’t help. I know pro-abortion people might point to kids like him as reason to have abortion, since he is “suffering from being unwanted” but it’s exactly THEIR selfish reasoning that caused my mom to talk and think like that. And if she would’ve just loved him and been a better parent, instead of resenting him for not being planned, he wouldn’t have turned out that way.
She is “pro-choice” but says she never seriously considered an abortion except for once, and that she found out that she wasn’t even pregnant that time (although, since she was on the pill, it is possible that she may have had abortions and not known it). When she told me about that, I was just a little kid, and I never looked at her the same way again. I think kids have a much better handle on black and white right and wrong issues than adults do, and even though I hadn’t thought much about abortion before, I suddenly realized that she was talking about how she had thought about possibly killing my little brother or sister! It’s all pretty selfish, I can’t think of anything more selfish, to say that you’ll love and care for your child if and only if he is planned and wanted.
And it is hard to honor my mom when she isn’t and never has been a good mom to me, or any of my siblings, planned or not. My little sister was not planned, and I ended up taking care of her most of the time. I wanted to be the mommy she needed, and my mom didn’t even care when she called me mom. She is only my half-sister, but I still think of her like a daughter, she is 11 now, and she will never be unloved.
Now I am a mother myself, and my baby was a blessing from God. I prayed for a little girl, and I got one, perhaps a little sooner than I expected, but I am so happy to have her!