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Yesterday, our family participated in the Civil Rights for Life March and Rally in Charlotte, NC during the Democratic National Convention. We were over two hundred: grandparents, parents with babies, children, some disabled children. Before the march, some of us were interviewed by The Charlotte Observer http://www.charlotteobserver.com/2012/09/05/3506368/pro-life-march-draws-protesters.html and The Catholic News Herald.

While the same families had gathered for an earlier prayer vigil, two Convention-goers commented: “Why don’t we have that many kids at OUR events?” One might suggest that it is the result of practicing what one’s Pro-Abortion, “every child a wanted child” organization preaches. Likewise, anti-abortionists have more adopted and biological children, including some deemed “unfit” in certain circles.

My husband was pushing a stroller with our three year old daughter, holding a right to life sign. Our five year old son was proudly holding a picture of a baby in the womb with the words “I am a person”. I was carrying our ten month old baby in a wrap and holding a sign: “I regret my abortion”.

As we marched downtown Charlotte, a few DNC people yelled at us: “what about the woman?” “I support the woman!”  “I support women’s rights!”. You could feel their emotion and ironically, a couple of years ago, I would have reacted like them.

At the rally, a handful of College-aged activists greeted us with pro-abortion signs, drums, insults and shouts. One of them looked dangerous and the policemen, who were encircling us for safety, were keeping an eye on him.

As clergymen were speaking, the shouting and drums grew louder to cover their words. I saw a sign that read: “your god is a myth and you’re a false prophet”. Terri Schiavo’s brother spoke about his sister’s unjust death and end of life issues.

But what about the women? We march, hold our signs because we want to save babies from abortion. But do we care about women?

The rally featured a group of speakers that our counter-protesters didn’t expect: post–abortive women. I and others shared our stories, describing the confusion and coercion of “choice”, the years of suffering, denying our babies’ humanity and finally the healing through the acknowledgement of our children’s existence. Strangely, the counter protestors fell silent. No more drums, no more shouting.

The women have spoken and clearly, it is not with the “pro-choice” position that they have found support and love.