Hey y'all, it's Brittany. I'm back and I want to tell you the story. I was just shy of

23 weeks pregnant laying in a hospital bed. Just a few minutes before I had helplessly cried

as all my amniotic fluid rushed out of me,

putting my son and potentially me in severe danger.

The maternal fetal medicine doctor came in and gave me my prognosis.

She told me that because I hadn't yet reached 24 weeks,

I could, if I I decided have an abortion.

By now most of you know the story of my son's birth coming Earthside 16 weeks early and

thankfully successfully coming home after 116 days in the NICU.

Obviously I chose to continue my pregnancy. 2016 days in the minute queue.

Obviously, I chose to continue my pregnancy,

but the latest, sadly expected ruling

of the Supreme Court to overturn Roe versus Wade

and thereby all federal protections for abortion have me thinking even

more precisely about my own journey to motherhood and just how enraged and terrified I am at

the prospect of living in a world without options.

In the last two years there are two times I could have needed an abortion.

In November 2020 I miscarried. actually while I was doing an interview for this show.

And had the fetal tissue not fully exited my body, I would have needed a procedure to do the rest. Otherwise, I could have died. I would have needed an abortion.

Otherwise, I could have died.

I would have needed an abortion.

In December 2021, I had to weigh all my options,

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