I’m not much of a Mommy Blog reader but Sarah Emily Tuttle kind of transcends the genre, know what I mean? She’s articulate, interesting, edgy and honest and much of that was in great evidence in her recent post for the Kveller titled My Jewish Abortion. Picture a knocked up, pretty much broke, 19 year old Sarah, a freshman at UC Berkeley. She does what anyone in her position would do, and talks to a counselor at Health Services. She’s just been told that the procedure will cost $250:
â€œHypothetically speaking, what if someone doesn’t have enough money?â€ I asked.
The social worker looked at me, her eyes alighting on the silver Jewish star necklace I was wearing.
â€œAre you Jewish?â€
I nodded. My face flushed, and I looked down at my shaking hands. I taught Hebrew school at my synagogue. I received the Rabbi’s Scholarship for Outstanding Work in the Jewish Community. I kept kosher. And I was 19 and pregnant.
â€œOk that’s good, because there is a philanthropic Jewish women’s group that offers a scholarship of $250 to help cover costs. Would you be interested in that sort of thing?â€
I wondered if I would have to write an essay or give them my SAT scores or show them my Bat Mitzvah certificate.
â€œHow would I qualify?â€
â€œBy being pregnant, and by not wanting to be pregnant. And by being Jewish,â€ she replied. â€œLook, I’ll contact the president of the organization, and I can have a check made out to you by the end of the week. Sound good?â€
It sounded great. And not because I had found a way to finance my abortion. But because for the first time since I found out I was pregnant, I realized that I wasn’t the firstâ€“nor would I be the lastâ€“knocked up Nice Jewish Girl.