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Mr_Friscus
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Long story short:
In 2011, I wasn’t Catholic yet. I was living with a girlfriend, and she became pregnant. She wanted to abort it, and while I disputed her out of habit, as I was raised in a religious, protestant home, I eventually accepted and gradually enjoyed the convenience. Sickening.
So, the procedure was performed, the small deceased body eventually came out, and it was buried beneath a tree down in North Carolina, where I lived at the time. While I’ve wanted to visit, I never have.
Becoming Catholic truly drives home the not just acknowledging, but believing when a human life begins. In my daily life, I don’t think of myself as a parent. Yet, I was one. I just acted against the innocent life. Do I still consider myself a parent?
My brother and his wife just lost their baby 4 months into the pregnancy. They are devout Catholics, and people I am inspired by spiritually. They named their child, I guess they were able to tell what the sex was, as they named it Samuel.
As for me, I have no idea what the sex of my child was. Is it appropriate to name my child?
I ,at times, even rarely, become very sad and hurting because of my weakness then. Because of the loss of life, and my actions, or lack thereof. A day like today would be one of those. I work at an elementary school, and I’ve been crying most of the day, wiping away tears to throw on a smile and cover up my issue.
I still very rarely am in contact with my ex-girlfriend. We’ve spoken about it once or twice. We both cried about it. She went into counseling for it, she told me. She’s moved on, I’m pretty sure she’s in another long-term relationship.
I don’t seek to return to her romantically. However, even though this is such a difficult issue to even bring up, as it arises feelings of pain and remorse, if I do name it, should I consult her? What do we do if we don’t know the sex of the baby?
I know these aren’t absolute questions, but I feel the need to act if I’m going to.
In 2011, I wasn’t Catholic yet. I was living with a girlfriend, and she became pregnant. She wanted to abort it, and while I disputed her out of habit, as I was raised in a religious, protestant home, I eventually accepted and gradually enjoyed the convenience. Sickening.
So, the procedure was performed, the small deceased body eventually came out, and it was buried beneath a tree down in North Carolina, where I lived at the time. While I’ve wanted to visit, I never have.
Becoming Catholic truly drives home the not just acknowledging, but believing when a human life begins. In my daily life, I don’t think of myself as a parent. Yet, I was one. I just acted against the innocent life. Do I still consider myself a parent?
My brother and his wife just lost their baby 4 months into the pregnancy. They are devout Catholics, and people I am inspired by spiritually. They named their child, I guess they were able to tell what the sex was, as they named it Samuel.
As for me, I have no idea what the sex of my child was. Is it appropriate to name my child?
I ,at times, even rarely, become very sad and hurting because of my weakness then. Because of the loss of life, and my actions, or lack thereof. A day like today would be one of those. I work at an elementary school, and I’ve been crying most of the day, wiping away tears to throw on a smile and cover up my issue.
I still very rarely am in contact with my ex-girlfriend. We’ve spoken about it once or twice. We both cried about it. She went into counseling for it, she told me. She’s moved on, I’m pretty sure she’s in another long-term relationship.
I don’t seek to return to her romantically. However, even though this is such a difficult issue to even bring up, as it arises feelings of pain and remorse, if I do name it, should I consult her? What do we do if we don’t know the sex of the baby?
I know these aren’t absolute questions, but I feel the need to act if I’m going to.
