Original_Intent, I like your post very much. TQ 4 it
Ian, you might like the book, Men, Women and Rape, by Susan Brownmiller. (I think; I read it long ago.) I respect your standing up for what you believe, and doing it rather eloquently. I see two articles/issues (pun not intended) in your post. With a bit of work, you could rewrite, expand, etc., & possibly sell 2 articles.
I'm in your corner. I was advised to have an abortion, but chose not to. The point is that I had a choice. It was my choice involving my God, my husband, and me. Had I/we chosen abortion, it still would have been my God, my husband, and me--a good God, a decent husband, and a woman concerned about her health and extremely difficult circumstances.
The troubling thing to me is that "we" are deeply worried about a fertilized human egg that might not later exist as a baby, but not at all worried about it/him/her after some years and time in juvenile detention, prison, oh, and the old folks' home. We really seem to despise those cute, cuddly babies after they've been around 85 years, and become dependent again. I didn't read any protests here about Ian's being a soldier with the Navy Hospital Corps. Please correct me gently if I'm wrong. Those wee babies become worth less and less when they are "enemy" soldiers, or when they're "our heroes" sent to kill or be killed. Forgive the sarcasm here, but our draftees weren't worth much. They had a choice during the "war" in Vietnam--go to Vietnam and hope to live, or leave the USA to live in exile for not obeying the laws of the nation. Why, hello, there's a male choice!
The way I experience and observe life, I see much hatred, disrespect, and lack of love and belief in the sanctity of human beings. Period. The way people bash each other on this website, beat each other down, call each other mean names, fail to respect other opinions, accuse, belittle, berate, one-up, condemn, and generally act like good, liberty-loving, and baby-loving Americans, convinces me that we don't really love fetuses very much, either.
Shakespeare comes to mind: "Love is not love which alters when it alteration finds." We love those babies, and lose that love over time when they change!
Ian, the National Family Caregivers Association has a website with supportive forums, in case you haven't discovered it. Godspeed. I respect what you are doing. You are not alone, although it certainly feels like it, sometimes, I'm sure.