This just in: Barrack Obama wants to kill babies.

I want to smack Fred Thompson.



The Born Alive act, in short sounds like a no brainer, a baby born alive, be it from botched abortion or traumatic event, shall be given medical care.

Who's not for saving babies?

BARACK OBAMA.

That's it, our secrets out. It's what the democrats didn't want you to know. The fatal flaw of our dream candidate. He hates babies. He wants them to die. Just ask Fred Thompson, he'll tell you.

Let me explain something about me. I am pro-life. (Believe me, no one was more surprised then I was at 19.) I also worked in the 6th best NICU in the United States for two years. I have seen amazing things. Miracles that I cannot describe seemed to happen every day. With those miracles came tragedy that I do not care to relive.

This 'act' is an example of when people who don't understand the reality of the situation, making the rules for people who do. If the Born Alive act were to be law, all babies born with a heart rate, respiration attempts or movement, would have to be vigorously resuscitated.

The gestational age of viability is on average 23 weeks, and even at this age, it is an uphill battle. These babies struggle, the caregivers struggle, the parents struggle. We save some, we loose some. We celebrate and cry. A lot of the time, these babies can't live. A lot of the time we do terrible things to them to try and help them live. It is at it's best, innovative medicine and at it's worst , baby torture. Remember, I am talking about the babies that have a chance. Every now and again, we get a baby that's under the age of viability. A twenty two weeker that was thought to be older, a 19 weeker born in an ambulance. These babies cannot survive. In most cases the OBGYN will allow mom to spend time holding and talking to her child.

Under the Born Alive Act, we would be forced to treat these babies anyway. They would be moved to another floor, or in most cases, another hospital or city completely. If they made it through the multi-thousand dollar trip, they would be rushed to a waiting team of health care professionals who will swarm around the infant. We would be forced to put adhesive leads on them that will peel their thin skin off of their battered bodies. We would have to force open their tiny mouths and shove metal instruments into them so that we can push a tube down into their treachas so that we can force oxygen into their under developed lungs. They will suffer a pulmonary hemorrhage, or simply not be able use their lungs at all.

They could suffer painful intestinal failure, their intestines could rupture, or just rot. We would have to pump them with medications that keep their heart beating. We would have to code them, doing chest compressions that would leave them bruised and bleeding. We would pump them full of epi, bicarb and blood. To do this we would poke them with needles to get access, digging catheters into their heads leaving ugly bruises.

And then they'd die, because they are too little. They can't survive. They can't. Believe me I wish they could. I have loved babies that had no chance. I have held them after they passed and cried with their families. It's awful, but it's life in the NICU.

We cannot force these babies to live, so why can't we hold them in our arms as they go peacefully?


I understand why we want this law. We picture pretty pink babies with so much hope and promise dying senselessly. All because the pro-abortion baby haters want them to. We don't want to look at the reality.

Barack Obama says he voted 'present', a non vote, on this issue because Illinois law already covered situations such as the one that 'Born Alive' was proposed to solve. He did not see why his state needed to have another law that did not take into consideration the situations I have spoken of.

I have to agree.

But hey, that's cause he's my guy. Maybe that's why he voted 'present'. Maybe he, like me, couldn't stomach this bill.

Maybe Fred Thompson should pull a night shift in the NICU.

Enbedded reporting from the Mommy Wars

Oh God I hate this war. Let me tell you I am worlds worst feminist. I just don't have it in me. I would make Geraldine Ferraro cry. I love being the woman behind the man.

I'm that right now when I my son and I go to our volunteer job at the Obama Campaign. I work for a extremely smart man who will be more than his share responsible if Missouri goes democrat in November. The man can't get online without my help half the time and I love that.

I call it 'Donna Moss Syndrome'. She was assistant to the deputy chief of staff on Aaron Sorkin's The West Wing. He couldn't do a damn thing with out Donna. He got all the glory, she got all the satisfaction. That's the way it is with me. Honestly, it doesn't have to be a man. The other campaign staffer in my office is a woman and I love her too, but she can log onto the Internet just fine.

I cannot think of one time in my life I was treated unfairly because I was a woman. I cannot think of one job I didn't get, or opportunity I missed out on because a man less or equally as qualified got it.

What I do know is, my children need their mother. Let me explain, my ex-husband and I co-parent. Our time and resources are more or less equal. I have them slightly more, but he's no every other weekend kind of Dad. My daughter's adore him. They delight when he comes through the door at night to tuck them in. They spent the whole summer raving over the trips they took, the laps they swam and the games they played.

But when the shit hits the fan, they cry for their mother. Tim knows their pediatrician, but I know the questions we need to ask him. He knows their teachers, but I am the one who emails them reminders about food allergies and homework disasters. He knows what they love, and I know why.

Because I'm their mother.

My son follows me around the room with his eyes now. If I leave he cries. When I come back he smiles, and so it goes. He comes to my 'work' with me every week . I am his world, because I am his mother.

I'm getting at all of this because a friend of mine asked me what I thought of Sarah Palin. What I thought of her is such a loaded question. I am a democrat. I am a fierce Obama supporter and admittedly crappy feminist. I do love politics though and sometimes I allow myself to fantasize about being in the Senate, being Governor, being CEO, being a writer, or even just going back to my old job as a med tech.

But right now I'm a mom.

Right now I am at the bus stop, the birthday parties, the pediatrician, and the brownie meetings. Right now I begrudgingly serve breakfast at seven thirty am despite wanting to sleep another hour or two. Right now I suffer through yet another Chuck E Cheese party, yet another episode of Hannah Montana, yet another exciting game of 'where's the baby? there's the baby!!!'.

Because I'm the mom.

I can't be Vice President, or Senator, or CEO or a med tech, because I have a baby. I have a daughter with crazy food allergies and asthma. I have a sassy seven year old who needs to be taught when sarcasm is okay and when it's not. I have a sweet little four year old who's birth mother I promised I'd be there for.

I am a mom and that's important. It's enough. It's what I agreed to be when I became pregnant with my oldest seven and a half years ago.

I'm not saying don't work. Some people have to, some want to. I'm saying I won't put my kids off on a nanny or daycare. I won't shuffle them off to latchkey or grandma's.

I'm saying I'll live on less, I'll go without, so that they can have me.

I'm saying at 31, when faced with an unplanned pregnancy, I needed my mom.

At 17 I would have been lost without her.

That's all I'm saying.