The UK’s Guardian Unlimited story yesterday began with this intriguing teaser:
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Broadcaster and critic Miranda Sawyer was confident in her liberal, feminist, pro-choice views. Then she had a baby, and watched her beloved grandmother die. On a remarkable journey across America, she had to question her beliefs.

Sawyer made a documentary about abortion in the U.S. that will air April 11 in Britain. Bottom line: Sawyer is still pro-abortion. But clearly conflicted, she has dialed down what she considers acceptable. Given that, she had interesting observations….


From abstract to reality

… I discovered I was pregnant in February 2005…
I spent some time thinking about the precise point when our baby came into existence. Was he there before I did the test? Something was, or the test couldn’t have come up positive. But what? A person? A potential person? Life? What was life exactly?….
Like most women – at least most British women – I have always been firmly in the pro-choice camp because I’ve spent nearly all of my sexually active life trying not to get pregnant. Throughout my twenties and the better part of my thirties, I did everything that was required for me not to have a child (other than, you know, not having sex). I wasn’t always safe – I’ve necked morning-after pills like vitamin tablets – but I was lucky enough not to end up in a situation where I was pregnant and didn’t want to be. I’ve never had an abortion, though I am mighty glad that legal abortion exists….
My mind kept returning to the pregnancy test. If my reaction to those fateful double lines that said ‘baby ahead’ had been horror instead of hurrah – and, to be honest, it wasn’t unalloyed joy that I felt when I saw them; I was scared, too – then I would have had little hesitation in having an abortion. But it was that very fact that was confusing me. I was calling the life inside me a baby because I wanted it. Yet if I hadn’t, I would think of it just as a group of cells that it was OK to kill. It was the same entity. It was merely my response to it that determined whether it would live or die. That seemed irrational to me. Maybe even immoral.
But I couldn’t be an anti-abortionist! I’m not religious. I have ethics, but they’re nice squishy ones: I’m humanist, liberal, anti-establishment. And I’m a feminist. I have more than one Andrea Dworkin book and I’m not ashamed of that. I certainly don’t want to shackle women to their wombs. A civilised society should allow us to have children if and when we desire them.

On late-term abortions

When I went for the 12-week scan, I was given a picture of our baby, in profile. He seemed to be waving, but that’s just the way the limbs move, isn’t it? At about 18 weeks into my pregnancy, I felt a kick. It’s a strange sensation, like an internal giggle….

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Recently, in the US, Amillia Taylor survived after being born at just under 22 weeks into her mother’s pregnancy. Science is moving viability closer and closer to conception. So it seems to me… [legal abortion prior to viability is] a loose argument. Why should abortion only be moral when science says it is? Either abortion is right, or it isn’t….

On “personal autonomy” and “parasites”

The most recent pro-choice argument likens being pregnant to waking up one day with a gifted violinist attached to your vital organs. If you remove him, he dies. But obviously no one should be made to wander about with a stranger suckered to them, so – ta-da! – it’s OK to throw him off and kill him, just as it’s OK to remove a foetus from your womb.
To which I say: phooey. Pregnancy is pretty common. Waking up to find Yehudi Menuhin is your Siamese twin is not. They’re not the same thing….

On embryos

I met a New Orleans couple whose second baby came from an embryo that had been rescued during Hurricane Katrina: during the storm, the fertility clinic flooded and the electricity was cut off, meaning that thousands of frozen embryos had to be rescued, by armed National Guard….

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And I came across the Snowflake scheme – a favourite of George W Bush – through which, if you’re infertile, you can adopt someone else’s frozen embryos and have them inserted in your womb…. I met a Snowflake family whose three children were created from other people’s embryos….
Lord, this was confusing. If an embryo can survive being artificially created, being frozen, being FedExed hundreds of miles and then implanted into someone else’s womb, then surely the anti-abortionists were right? Life does begin at conception. So, I agreed with two conflicting arguments. Life begins when a sperm hits an egg, but women should have the right to abortions. I appeared to believe that women should be allowed to kill….

The counterpoints

I don’t want to be the kind of person who changes her beliefs according to her circumstances…. But when you see women’s abortion rights whittled away as they have been in the US, you can’t help but get angry. And when you’ve experienced the out-and-out weirdness of pregnancy and birth and the fantastic beauty of the resulting child, it’s hard not to question what a termination does, or is….

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