So, we’re all sitting around the dinner table, having a variety of discussions as we often do, and the Medium Sized child throws this one out on the table and lets it flop around for a second:
“Dad, what’s ‘abortion?'”
GULP! Cue slightly stunned and discomfited pause the Imperial Wife and myself. Uh……
“Hon, that’s not really a good question to ask at the dinner table.”
But, we could tell that that only made him even more curious. So, after one of those quick eye contact/meaningful glances between the two parental units, resulting in the requisite unspoken agreement, the Wife lays it out there:
“Abortion is killing a baby before it’s born.”
He didn’t ask any follow up questions. Kind of a conversation killer, I guess. That, and I suppose that it’s pretty much self-explanatory. I asked him where he heard about abortion, and he said it was in one of the news stories he read during class.
I guess it’s one of those inevitable questions in today’s day and age, but it’s certainly nothing you look forward to having to do: explaining to your children that there is a whole industry out there dedicated to killing babies before they are born. I have to wonder how that gets processed in his mind, where does it get filed?
This after years of telling him how we had nicknames for him in the womb, how I used to read him Frog and Toad stories with my head resting against my wife’s pregnant stomach, how I used to love feeling him press against my head with an elbow or foot as he moved around in there.
I’m rather hoping that the whole concept of abortion always bothers him as much as it does me.