Do you know what is the least safe place in the world? Is it the streets of New York? Is it Iraq? It is incredibly sad, but the LEAST safe place is... a mother's womb. Statistically speaking, more children die each day murdered by their own mothers than people die anywhere in the world, from any other cause. There are wars going on, terrible crimes, robberies... but nowhere else people die so fast...



" Mommy...

why are you crying? Are you alright, Mommy? Are you in pain? I know, I'm older now and I've got heavier. but you should see me: I have a face now, and a little head, and a front... and a little nose... and ears, although I can't hear your voice very well. But I can hear the beating of your heart and I can feel everything you feel, because I am part of you. And I've got a few other things I'm not sure of their use... Oh, Mommy, you should see how pretty I am! Wait... not too long... only a few months. Then you can hold me in your arms, and cradle me to your breast, and caress my soft, tiny body...

But why is your heart beating so fast? Are you crying, Mom? Are you afraid I am going to be a naughty girl? No, Mommy! I won't! I want to see all the beautiful things that life has to offer, I want you to teach me how to laugh, and how to speak, and how to say your name... You'll see, you will be so proud of me!

Mommy, are we going somewhere? I think we are... But why are you crying, Mom? Why is your heart beating so fast? Why don't you just stay home instead, and rest? It is so nice when your heart is calm... and it's so well and warm in here...

Where are you now Mommy? Are you going by car? Yes, you are... Oh, Mommy, I don't think it is good where you're going... I can feel that. I don't like it, Mommy, and I think you don't like it either!

Mommy, you know, when I grow up I want you to teach me how to sing. It is so beautiful! Sometimes I can hear sounds, melodies that make me happy, or sad, or sleepy...

Are you there already? I think you are, I can hear you climbing up some stairs... your heart is beating so fast again, Mommy. Why is it, Mom? Mommy!? Mommy, please don't do yourself any harm... You are talking to someone. Their voices are so cold!

Mommy, what are you doing now? Are you lying down? Why is that, Mommy? And your heart is beating so fast... Is anything wrong? Mommy? Oh, Mommy, what is happening? What are these people doing? What is this thing trying to grab me? It is trying to tear me away from you, it is ripping me to pieces, and it hurts!! Oh, Mommy, it hurts so bad!!! Mom!! Mommy!!!... I LOVE YOU... "