Hi, Mommy! I’m not a sentient being!
You can go ahead and abort me if you want to. If not, that’s cool, too. I wouldn’t really know because I am just a mass of cells right now and cannot think. So, do whatever you need to do.
Also, I am not capable of love or pain.
And I’m eating all your food.
And I you might die if things get hairy in here.
Also I’m sorry if I incorrectly identified you as mommy. I forgot that pregnant people aren’t always women.
Best of luck, and make the choice that’s right for you.