I have had my heart broken over the past few weeks because of the controversy surrounding abortion. Allow me to share my story. My husband and I tried for over 5 years to conceive. It was a very long and heartbreaking road, but because of IVF I fell pregnant with our Izabella. She was wanted, loved, cherished, and our daughter. I had an abortion. Most who know our story are probably thinking, “No you didn’t! Your daughter died.” Our daughter did die, but she died because I had an abortion. That’s the medical term listed on my hospital paperwork…. along with, “elective termination.” Abortion. Elective termination. That’s the medical terms for what happened to me, to us, to our family. We fought for 2 weeks to save our little girls life, but I developed an infection and we were told I could lose my life if we didn’t go through with the induction… the abortion. Our babygirl had a heartbeat. When my doctor started the induction, Izabella was alive and healthy. She suffocated during my 2 hour delivery. My 2 hour abortion. Our decision to save my life, was the same decision that caused our daughters death. Do you know how hard it is to live with that? To know that your child isn’t here because you chose your life over theirs? To know you chose to abort the child you so desperately wanted and loved? Yet, here I am, crushed because of the words used by people. Words like: -vile -disgusting -shameful -disgraceful -MURDERER Me? Women like me who have had to have an abortion because their life depended on it? Women who chose abortion because their baby had deformities/abnormalities? We are being called MURDERERS?! When you say you’re pro-life and you want to take away a woman’s right to choose…. remember my story. Think of me. Think of all the women who have had to make the most excruciating decision of their life; and then, do better, be better.