I read a news article about a woman who miscarried after being pepper sprayed at an Occupy Wall Street protest. The comments that the majority of the readers posted made me sick.
"That's what she gets for going to a protest while pregnant."
"Well, why would a preggo chick go to a protest anyway?"
"What an idiot. Guess she shouldn't have been there."
I am enraged. What these people are saying is that she deserved the death of her child because she went to a protest while pregnant. Let that sink in...
First of all, no one deserves for their child to die. This is not something I would wish on my worst enemy. A miscarriage is a very sad and tragic thing. Its the most helpless feeling in the world, knowing that your baby is dying and you can't stop it- knowing that your baby is dying because your body failed.
Secondly, the fact that you haven't met or held that baby yet doesn't mean that you don't love it. That baby is still your flesh and blood. During pregnancy, you grow close to that baby... dream of it, have hopes for it. When that child passes away, it is still the death of one that you love. It is the loss of all the hopes and dreams, the person that was to be... you never recover, you never forget. As time goes on, you find yourself thinking "This year he would be 5 years old, in kindergarten..." In your heart, you celebrate those birthdays and milestones and you watch everyone else forget.
"A wife who loses a husband is called a widow. A husband who loses a wife is called a widower. A child who loses his parents is called an orphan. But...there is no word for a parent who loses a child, that's how awful the loss is!"
There is no more agonizing feeling in the world that I know of. May God bless you, that you all never experience that pain. And instead of laying blame on this woman, lets try praying for her.
