Okay, Iím gonna go out on a limb here and write a post that literally scares the bejesus out of me. The other day, I was doing a podcast interview with Owning Pink blogger Stacey Curnow, and she asked me how it feels to write stuff like I did in my upcoming book Whatís Up Down There? Questions Youíd Only Ask Your Gynecologist If She Was Your Best Friend, which is more about me and my vagina than you probably ever wanted to know. In this book, I write about the sexual dysfunction I suffered with my ex-husband, the HPV I contracted from my current husband, the porn my hubby and enjoy from time to time, the elective C-section I decided to have, and yes — I write about the painful decision I had to make as an OB/GYN about whether or not to do abortions.
But I’ve never had the guts to write about abortion.
Why? Well, itís such a hot button issue — and it can be so divisive. When you start talking about abortion, people who have been respectful, open-hearted, and friendly with each other suddenly turn into sharks. And Iím afraid of bringing that into our Owning Pink community.
But I also donít want to live in fear, and I donít want to be silenced. So thank you Stacey, for inspiring me to speak my truth and help me believe that we as a community can tackle anything, as long as we respect each otherís right to agree or disagree with kindness and to honor what another says as true, without attacking.
So here goes.
Itís hard enough when youíre not an OB/GYN to make peace with where you stand on the abortion issue. But when youíre an OB/GYN, itís even harder. I was raised in a family with three Methodist ministers, attending church at least once or twice a week for my entire young life. Countless Sunday school teachers and pastors taught me that abortion was sinful, and while Methodists tend to be relatively liberal about supporting a womanís right to choose, that choice was supposed to apply to the faithless, not the church-goers.