I endured a few days of the time that every sexually active woman who is not actively trying to conceive dreads, a late period. If there is one thing worse than your period showing up, it is not showing up for four whole days. Despite having two negative at-home pregnancy tests and being on the pill, I still spent many hours fretting about the ramifications of an unplanned pregnancy because even though I've had that uncomfortable conversation with my partner going from theoretical decisions to actual ones can throw up some unexpected surprises. And although this particular problem was resolved when my period came with a vengeance of cramps, nausea and vomiting, next month will be more of the same; waiting anxiously to see if that birth control did its thing for another month.
So yes perhaps all this angst is the reason I get a little pissy when politicians, no matter how insignificant, start talking about abortion laws in the context 'family' and why I get even more anxious when right to life groups seem all to vigilant to be naming names on the abortion supervisory committee. And perhaps why I get concerned when beat-ups about small number of underage abortions are reported in the context of 'parental rights' rather than asking why there was such a break down in family communication in the first place and why the wishes and concerns of the teenage girl are not even thought of as an after-thought rather than the central concern. So yes I find myself irrationally angry about this state of affairs because more often than not these people aren't the ones who are peeing on a stick hoping to hell that ugly blue cross sign doesn't show up three minutes later and perhaps they need to step back and ask 'how can I help?' rather than 'you should do this.'