A little while ago I made a quiet decision that feels, to me, like the most responsible thing I’ve done for my future self. I froze my eggs. Not because I’m certain I want children. Not because I’m racing a biological clock in the traditional sense. I did it so that, years from now, if, like millions of women do every year, I ever wanted to kill my own child in the future I could do that. The process is straightforward. When the time is right, I can use those frozen eggs for IVF, create embryos, implant one, and allow it to develop in utero. At the moment of my choosing, I can then terminate the pregnancy. The entire sequence—from retrieval to implantation to abortion—remains under my control. No part of it is left to chance, biology, or external pressure. People already freeze eggs to delay parenthood. They already use IVF to create pregnancies they intend to carry. What I am describing simply completes the circle: creating a pregnancy with the clear prior intention of ending it. The technology exists. The legal right exists in many places. Declining to use both together would be an arbitrary limit on freedom. Some will find this unsettling. They will say it treats a developing pregnancy as a means rather than an end. But that is precisely the point of bodily autonomy. A pregnancy does not acquire independent moral status that overrides the pregnant person’s decision-making. If I have the right to end a pregnancy that began unintentionally, I have the same right to end one that began intentionally. The origin of the pregnancy does not change the principle. This is not about wanting an abortion for its own sake. It is about refusing to let the available tools go unused. Freezing the eggs keeps every future pathway open: the pathway of carrying to term, the pathway of early termination, and the pathway of deliberate creation followed by deliberate ending. Closing any of those pathways in advance would shrink my freedom rather than expand it. I am not asking anyone else to make the same choice. I am simply refusing to pretend that the most complete form of reproductive control stops short of this option. The eggs are frozen. The decision of what to do with them—and with any pregnancy that results—belongs to me alone. That is the only consistent position. The post AOC: I froze my eggs in case I wanted to get an abortion later in life appeared first on Genesius Times.