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Friday, March 10, 2017

Are You Planning on Supporting the March of Dimes this Spring? Think Twice- Their History of Eugenics May Surprise You


Are You Planning on Supporting the March of Dimes this Spring? Think Twice- Their History of Eugenics May Surprise You



It's the beginning of March- spring is almost here, and some of us welcome the image of snow melting away and flowers in bloom once again.

Something else happens in March, which most people are probably aware of, but don't pay mind to. The March of Dimes steps up its fundraising campaigns, utilizing the warm weather (great for walking), the fact that people are financially recovering from their Holiday shopping, and the name of the month for inspiration.

Those of us who advocate for the non-typical child may see friends posting information about their personal walks. My family participated the first year after losing our daughter, Beatrix and raised a small bit of money. However, upon taking a more detailed look into the March of Dimes  we decided that it wasn't for us. 

Why?

Who could speak out against an organization which has the sole purpose of saving the lives of babies?

Over the years the March For Babies has come to symbolize all that's good about public contribution to modern medicine: it's most likely the closest many people come to actively working towards ending birth defects. It gets people together to work for the most worthy cause of all: saving lives.

Unfortunately the March of Dimes has a decidedly eugenic, pro-abortion history. 

Originally founded by FDR to combat polio, the March of Dimes moved on to "birth defect prevention" after successfully curing polio in the US, via funding research for Jonas Salk's polio vaccine. 

During the early 60's, when they switched gears and began working to prevent birth defects, prenatal testing became their main focus. The purpose of this testing was to figure out how to detect anomalies in order to terminate pregnancies where they were found.  The researchers employed, educated, and/or supported by the MOD pioneered the use of amniocentesis and chorionic villi sampling to prenatally detect disorders such as Downs Syndrome. The MOD claim this testing is necessary to "prepare" parents for a child with special needs, yet over the decades it's become apparent that the tests are used for search and destroy missions against genetically atypical children. For example, in the US we know that 90% of children with Trisomy 21 (DS) are aborted after a positive genetic test. For more serious Trisomy disorders, the percentages of abortion are even higher. In addition, for those babies who are allowed to progress full-term, the prenatal testing which identified their syndrome can be used to deny life-saving medical care. Their "quality of life" becomes an issue, as does the concept of "futile" care, leaving many parents without the legal ability to advocate for their children's lives (1) (2). Genetic testing has become the means by which a human being can legally be denied medical care, and that genetic testing was developed through the MOD.

While the March of Dimes claims this to be an unfortunate byproduct of their research, and to be a neutral party to the abortion debate, they have a history of supporting the studies of eugenic physiciansutilizing aborted fetal tissue in fetal experimentation(1), and relying on exceptionally gruesome fetal experimentation- including experimentation on living fetuses- which far surpasses anything we've heard on videos from current times. While we can't draw a direct line from their research into prenatal diagnosis to abortion, the connection is abundantly clear for any who choose to search for it -- although, you must search through archived internet articles because they've "scrubbed" many of the documents supporting abortion which they previously authored and offered.  (please see note below regarding links).


The March of Dimes, far from being a premier supporter of the rights of babies with disabilities, currently uses their clout to secure funding and donations which are used to develop even more specific testing. While claiming to have "conquered" a number of genetic disorders, the record shows that many of their "successes" comes from ever-earlier prenatal testing and abortion, rather than finding cures for genetic disorders which affect children.

We urge pro-life individuals to refrain from donating to this organization. 

For those who wish to contribute to research into prenatal diagnosis and complimentary treatment for children with disabilities, there is an alternative organization you can donate to: the Lejuene Foundation (named after Jerome Lejeune, the physician who discovered the cause of Down Syndrome). The Lejeune Foundation is a life-affirming research group which studies genetic disorders with the aim of helping individuals live better, fuller lives within the context of their disabilities. Jerome Lejeune was horrified when his discovery of a third chromosome 21, as the cause of Down Syndrome, was used to target affected unborn children for the purpose of ending their lives. He spent the later part of his life fighting for the rights of all children to live to the best of their ability. 

If you would like to give to this organization (or any other pro-life organization which helps individuals and families meet the challenges of an atypical life), we have included a few links below. All of these organizations are decidedly pro-life, and will satisfy both the desire to help families, and the desire to encourage them to keep their babies. 




From their website:

"Be Not Afraid (BNA) is a private non-profit corporation whose mission is to provide comprehensive, practical, and peer-based support to parents experiencing a prenatal diagnosis and carrying to term. In addition, BNA encourages development of new services so more parents find support at diagnosis by offering training, consulting and technical assistance as well as materials to other organizations and individuals committed to service development."



From their website:


"Support information & encouragement for carrying to term with an adverse prenatal diagnosis and support for raising your child with special needs after birth."


From their website:

"The mission of the Jerome Lejeune Foundation USA is to raise and disburse funds in order to provide research, care, and advocacy to benefit those with genetic intellectual disabilities in accordance with the medical and ethical standards of Dr. Jerome Lejeune, the father of modern genetics. This is carried out by conducting, promoting, and funding therapeutically oriented research; by assisting in the development of healthcare services for these individuals; and by serving as their advocate in a spirit of respect for the dignity of all human persons."



(Note: Much of the information available is only accessible via print, so sources linked above may not be varied enough to satisfy some readers- please feel free to research individual claims on your own, and if you find discrepancies or current links, please comment below so we can correct the information. Unfortunately the Pro-Life clearinghouse for MOD info, The Michael Fund, is no longer in service, and adding each individual link rather than articles referencing them would mean an excessive number of outbound links.)


BIO:  Sarah St. Onge is a wife, mother of 4, step-mother of 2, and pro-life blogger for Save The 1.  She's also the founder of limbbodywallcomplex.net, a pro-life, diagnosis specific website which supports parents who continue their pregnancy after receiving the same lethal diagnosis which took her daughter, Beatrix Elizabeth.  She blogs on faith, grief, loss, and pro-life issues pertaining to continuing a pregnancy after a lethal anomaly has been diagnosed, at www.shebringsjoy.com.
Wednesday, February 22, 2017

Told by Doctors to Abort, I Regained My Mother's Heart For My Child, by Jennifer Frey

My name is Jennifer Frey.  I would like to share a piece of my heart here with you, and her name is Faith Elizabeth.

Before I get there, I would like to confess, I haven’t always been pro-life.  In fact, I was very much pro-choice until my children came into my life.  I remember in high school writing my senior paper on the topic of abortion.  Being the naive teenager that I was, I thought for sure those extreme cases of rape, or health of the mother/baby were valid reasons for abortion. 

I hadn’t thought much about the topic of abortion until I had children -- i
n particular, my second born baby.  All of my children have changed my life, but she is the one who changed things deep in my heart.

While I was pregnant with my second born baby, at my 20 week ultrasound
came some devastating news.  Our baby was promptly diagnosed with anencephaly.  Words I had never heard before -- “incompatible with life” -- were used.  

The doctor refused to show us any more pictures of the baby, as to "not hurt our feelings."  They did not tell us the gender and they sent us on to a specialist.  I left feeling like my baby was already dead.  

At the appointment with the specialist, they confirmed the diagnosis.  They told us over 95% of families with this diagnosis have an "early termination."  They told us it was okay to do, that it was too difficult to carry the baby to term just to watch it die. We were told the baby wouldn’t make it much past birth or could pass away in utero. The doctors offered no support for choosing life.  It was never given to us as an option.

I will admit right now, I believed them.  I was a beginner Christian, a fairly new mom (my oldest was 3) and was still unsure about abortion. The doctors did a really good job of making it seem like termination was the best choice.  

Without making any decisions at that appointment, my husband and I went home, barely able to talk to each other, let alone cope.  

We were leaning towards early termination.  I thought that there was no way I would be strong enough to carry the baby to full term, just to watch the baby die.  I had even made the appointment for the termination.  By the grace of God, we ended up cancelling the termination the day before my appointment.  Something stirred in my heart to love my baby, and I regained my mother's heart for my child which was almost stolen by lies and deceit -- not just from the doctors, but by our country's opinion of babies with adverse diagnoses.

We carried our baby -- our daughter -- to full term. We named her Faith Elizabeth.  During the remainder of the pregnancy, she lay breech in my womb, her head right up under my left rib cage, close to my heart -- the symbolism of which I hold very dear.  

We included our older daughter, Julianna in all the planning so she could always remember having a part in her sister's life. 

On December 27, 2010, Faith Elizabeth was born.  We were told to expect the
worst, that she would be deaf, blind, mute, and probably unconscious.  From what they could see on ultrasound, she had a severe case and seemed to only have use of her brain stem.

Faith was born, and she defied all expectations!  She was alive, alert, eyes open, making noises and responding!  We spent the day with her, introducing her to family and friends.  

She lived for 18 hours, and died in my arms.  She was here only a short time in our lives, but the impact she made in my life is continuous and ongoing.  

While it is a sad, bittersweet memory of mine now, there is also an enormous Joy that goes along with it. Her life changed mine.  And when I think back about being in that place of finding out her diagnosis, wondering if it would be easier to terminate or not -- I find myself so thankful for choosing life.  I imagine I would have been filled with regret had I chosen to terminate.  But now I am thankful to have given her the best chance at the longest life possible for her.  I will never regret having met my daughter and seeing my oldest who was wise beyond her years cradle her baby sister.


My family and I are now a solid pro-life family.  We stand for life, we fight for life, we help others going through situations like our own because we KNOW how precious life is.  We have learned that life is sometimes short, but sweet, and to enjoy the time we have together. It is so worth it to choose life every time -- whether in your womb or in your heart.  You won't regret it!

I've been doing my own research on abortion ever since I've had Faith and it always felt like there was a portion of the discussion missing because abortion is often associated with clinics like Planned Parenthood, there wasn't much talk of the abortions that happen in hospitals due to medical influences there.  It's a whole hidden agenda that most people aren't aware of, and so many babies are killed by abortion each year as recommended by doctors, at hospitals, because of a disability.

When I was pregnant with my firstborn, it was suggested that we do genetic testing and they said our daughter had a high chance of Down Syndrome.  We were offered "options." And then again, same thing with our 3rd born child. She had measurements which were "off" and they were talking about doing more testing so I could have "options."  Today, all three of my living children are completely healthy.  Had I taken the advice of my doctors, I would have aborted three children and have only one living child today!
 
Thank you to Save The 1 for bringing awareness to this sneaky area of abortion. I am available and would love to help in any way! 

BIO:  Jennifer Frey is a wife, mother of four, photographer and pro-life blogger for Save The 1.

Monday, February 13, 2017

After the Rape, Choosing Life Fixed Everything, by Paula Love

New Year's Eve 1991, I was invited to go bowling with a small group of people
who I hadn’t known for very long and didn’t know very well at all.  We bowled and we drank, but I don’t remember much more.  I don’t remember leaving the bowling alley, but I remember seeing headlights on our way somewhere.  

I have no idea how I got into a hotel room.  I only remember opening my eyes and knowing that someone was on top of me.  It took me a minute to comprehend what was happening.  I felt dazed.  Once I realized the situation I was in, my mind was screaming for me to push him off, but my body wouldn’t do what I wanted it to.  I had no strength.  None.  I was dead weight.  I am certain I was drugged.  I looked at my hands laying by my sides and kept saying to myself, “Lift your hands; push him off!!”  I stared at my hands waiting for them to do what I was telling them to, but they never did and I passed back out.

After waking up naked, confused, cold and terrified, I found my way home.  I didn’t leave my house much.  That went on for weeks.  I didn’t tell anyone what happened.  I felt depressed and dirty, and I wasn’t getting out of bed very often.  Then, about the time I was beginning to come out of the “fog” of the incident, I began getting sick -- every morning.

I looked in the phone book and found a place that specializes in “crisis pregnancies.”  I called and made an appointment.  February 14, 1991 -- Valentine’s Day.  I pee'd in a cup and waited for the results that I already knew the answer to.  The lady came to the waiting area and took me back into a room to give me my results where several counselors were waiting.  They told me I was pregnant and had a video for me to watch.  I watched.  I watched the life cycle of the baby in my tummy.  I learned about the heart developing.  This baby already has a heartbeat.  As I left the building, that’s what I couldn’t get out of my head:  a heartbeat.

I drove away from there a very scared 18 year old and felt I had to tell someone.  I chose my sister.  When I arrived, she looked so beautiful in a red formal dress, busy blowing up balloons, preparing for her engagement party to her future husband.  It was just me and her in the room.  “I’m pregnant.”  I wasn’t feeling the excitement, but she had enough for both of us and it gave me hope.  She could feel my despair, but never wavered.  

One by one, I told those close to me about the "incident" and about the pregnancy.  I was blessed to have such a loving and supportive family.  We’ve always been very close.  I’m grateful I was surrounded by their love.  It would carry me through the next eight months of pregnancy, and far beyond.

As I was going to sleep one night, I began praying to God.  My Dad was a minister.  My parents were missionaries when I was much younger and I had been raised in church my entire life.  As I lay there, I told God my hurt and my fear.  I told him that I choose life for this baby and we’re in His hands. 

I opened my eyes the next morning and took a minute staring at the ceiling.  During the night I had a vivid dream.  I dreamt that I had a healthy, red-headed, beautiful baby girl.  I thought to myself, “red-headed?”

On October 12, 1991, the contractions began.  I called my brother who wasn’t very far away.  After placing trash bags on all the seats, he let me in the car.  Away we went.  My mom soon arrived at the hospital with us.  Now it was just me and her, and the Doctor in the room, and things were getting real.  

Twelve hours had past and finally Kayla Ann was here.  My mom held her briefly, counted her fingers and toes and then handed me my healthy, red-headed, beautiful baby girl -- just like in my dream, only better.

“Before I formed you in your mother’s womb, I knew you.” Jeremiah 1:5




Kayla Ann got married a few years ago.  She asked me to walk her down the

aisle.  As we walked together, my mind was like a movie reel of memories.  I captured those memories in a poem for her:

It’s a girl, I heard them say and the journey began that autumn day.

God decided that it’s you and me, by each other’s side we will always be.

One years old! You’re walking! Starting school, you won’t stop talking…

Caught another fish, made a dandelion wish. Honor rolls, field trips, laughter and tears,

Sweet sixteen…..now you’re grown….. I’d do it all over again.

Gorgeous eyes and confidence, you’ve persuaded hard hearts to buy into this.

My bond with you, nothing compares, they have no idea, they’ve never been there.

Don’t walk, Stomp your own path! Do your thing and never look back.

My heart explodes with gratitude that I was given this gift to be paired with you.

You are love, you are laughter, you are my Happy Ever After. 

There was always a voice in my head telling me that I could have an abortion and it would fix everything.  The truth is, choosing life fixed everything.  I’m thankful every day that I didn’t buy into the lie.  My daughter and the two incredible grandsons that she’s given me fixed everything. They have turned my sorrow into joy.
  
I will comfort them. I will give them joy in place of their sorrow.” Jeremiah 31:13

BIO: Paula Love is the happy mother of two and a very proud “Mimi” to two
incredible grandsons.  In the quiet mountains of Montana she spends her time with her family, tending her garden and gathering chicken eggs! She left the big city life 16 years ago and never plans to go back.  Paula is also a pro-life blogger for Save The 1.