My fiancé and I received our baby’s devastating diagnosis at our usual doctor’s office. I had hoped the ultrasound would show that the baby was fine; the tiny arms of our child on the screen appeared to be waving vigorously. Then the ultrasound technician stepped out of the room, and a doctor entered.
“Your baby has anencephaly—an extreme case—and will not live. I recommend that you terminate this pregnancy.” When...
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